Chapter 210
Aria POV
“Pregnant?!” I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth as I stared at Zoe with wide eyes. “Wait–you’re pregnant? No, bold on you and David slept together?!”
The words tumbled out of me in a shocked rush, echoing in the small confines of Zoes car. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. When had this happened? How had I missed the signs that my best friend and Ethan’s head of security had progressed to… well, that level?
“Shh Zoe frantically waved her hands at me, her eyes darting around as if expecting werewolf spies to be lurking in the trees alongside the road. “Keep it down, for goddess sake! The entire pack doesn’t need to hear about my sex life!”
Her face had turned a shade of cr
crimson I’d never seen before. I reached over and grabbed her arm, giving it a gentle squeeze as my initial shock settled into concerned curiosity.
“Okay, okay,” I whispered, though we were alone in the car. “But you can’t just drop a bomb like that and expect me not to react. Tell me everything–and 1 mean everything.”
Zoe groaned, sinking lower in her seat as she pulled into the training camp parking lot, but kept the engine running. She turned to face me, her usually confident demeanor replaced by an uncharacteristic vulnerability that made my heart soften.
“It’s actually kind of your fault, she muttered, twisting her fingers together nervously.
“My fault?” I blinked, one hand automatically moving to rest on my swollen belly as one of the twins delivered a particularly enthusiastic kick. “How is this possibly my fault?
“Well, yours and Lucas’s, the clarified, a hint of a smile finally breaking through her anxiety. “Remember when you were in the hospital? Lucas stayed with me most nights, and David would come over to help‘ with him.”
My eyebrows shot up as understanding dawned. “So you two were playing house with my son as your excuse?”
“Nothing happened then!” she insisted, her cheeks flushing again. “We just talked. A lot. He’d stay for dinner, help Lucas with homework, and then we’d sit up after Luras went to bed, just talking about everything. Her voice softened with the memory. “It was nice, you know? I’ve never connected with someone like that before.
“And then?” I prompted, unable to hide my growing smile.
“Then you gut better, went home, and suddenly our excuse for spending time together was gone.” She sighed, running a hand through her short, spiky hair. “We harely saw each other for weeks. Until last night.”
“What happened last night?” I leaned forward as far as my pregnant belly would allow, completely invested in this unexpected love story.
“I went to that pub near my place you know, The Howling Moon–just to unwind after haining. And there he was, sitting alone at the bar.” She bit her lip. her eyes taking on a dreamy quality that I’d never seen before. “He said he’d been going there every Friday, hoping to accidentally run into me.”
“Oh my god, that’s actually adorable,” I cooed, imagining the serious, stern–faced David lurking at a bar week after week, too proud to just call
“We had a few drinks, started talking, and…” she trailed off, looking simultaneously mortified and pleased with herself. “One thing led to another, and we ended up at my place. But this morning I completely panicked and snuck out while he was still asleep. I came straight to you?
I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it. “So you literally fled from your own apartment? Where exactly are you planning to live now?”
“She
“I know, I know! It’s ridiculous!”
groaned, dropping her forehead against the steering wheel The faced down rogue wolves, but the thought of facing David after seeing him naked? Absolute terror.”
“And the pregnancy worry?” I asked more gently, reaching over to squeeze her shoulder.
“We were careful, but… there was this moment when she mumbled something inaudible, then cleared her throat. Im just being paranoid. It’s probably nothing. But what if it’s not nothing? What if I really am pregnant? I don’t know the first thing about being a mother!”
The vulnerability in her voice touched something deep within me. I remembered my own panic when I’d discovered I was pregnant with Lucas–alone, banished, terrified of what the future might hold.
I Am His Wolfless Luna
