“What are they doing?” I murmur, embarrassed, only to turn and see my father and Andrei also on their knees.
“Get used to it. The Moon Goddess made quite an entrance,” Mateo chuckles, draping his arm across my shoulder and tucking me under his arm, while Ezra grabs my hand.
“Wait, you met her?” I ask, I thought I could only hear her and didn’t think she would actually make herself seen.
“Yep, she said you forgave her, we can tell you on the way home,” Ezra answers.
“Dad, get up, stop. You are embarrassing me,” I hiss at him before nudging Andrei with my foot, wanting him to get up too. But they don’t, and my face heats when I realize I will have to command them all, too. “Rise,” I order. The voice I thought would come out embarrassed and squeaky as I felt, surprised me, it rang clearly with confidence and strength I sure as hell didn’t feel.
“My Queen,” they all say in unison, and if my face was red before, It just grew a million shades darker at their words.
Ezra tugs me forward, and I grab Andrei’s arm, so he and dad know to come with us, and the crowd parts letting us through as we walk out of the school grounds. “Alpha Nicholas,” I wave to him, and he, too, also follows.
“My Queen,” he murmurs before tugging a young woman with him. He smiles at my blushing face, and I shake my head at him.
“What will happen to Jackson’s pack?”
“That is for you to decide,” Ezra points out.
I look at Andrei. “Don’t look at me. I don’t want them. It is hard enough not trying to kill them after what their warriors did,” Andrei huffs.
“We can divide them,” Alpha Nicholas suggests as we walk through the crowd.
I look at the woman following, wondering if it is Alpha Nicholas’s mate, before realizing her scent doesn’t match his.
“This is Keila, Alpha Harley’s missing Luna,” Alpha Nicholas explains. I nod to her, and Andrei growls, as does Mateo.
“We will deal with him when we get back,” Ezra interrupts.
“Deal with whom?”
“Harley, he betrayed us, told Darian where you were,” Mateo snarls.
I shake my head. “You can’t say you wouldn’t have done the same, any of you would have done it for your mates. Why would he be any different?”
One week later
My insides lurches for the third time as I race to the bathroom, but only make it to the sink. I throw up yet again, sweat drips from me as I lose the contents of my stomach. The last three days have been hell. Nausea ripples through me at anything and everything, just the smell of food or moving too fast makes my body betray me.
Ezra grabs my hair to stop it from being coated in my spew. “I hate this,” I whimper before Mateo passes me a glass of water. Taking it from him, I wipe my mouth on the towel he is also holding. Mateo cleans the mess I made in the sink as I sip my water.
“Arms up,” Ezra orders, and I look down to see I am covered in vomit.
I liked that shirt too. I placed my glass on the sink basin and let him peel it off. Surprisingly, neither of them are squeamish. It would be kind of weird if they were though, considering they spend the majority of the time covered in blood from constantly training the new pack members and all ours.
“Mateo is staying home today, and this afternoon we can go see the pack doctor, he might be able to get something for the morning sickness and maybe a scan to see how far along you are,” Ezra offers. I nod at him before stripping my pants off, hopping out of them, and getting in the shower.
I twiddle my thumbs at the doctor’s office, it was odd. Everyone stares or bows and bares their necks to me when they see me, and I hate leaving the packhouse because of it. I don’t think I will ever get used to it.
“My Queen,” Comes a soft voice. I look up to see a woman in a white doctor’s coat come out. Hopping up, I follow her, and she shows me to an ultrasound room before telling me to lie down. I do as she asks while Ezra and Mateo sit in the chairs.
“Afternoon Luna Queen,” Mathias greets, walking in. “Alpha King, Beta,” Mathias nods to them before sitting on the stool next to me.
“How is Jasmine?” I ask.
“Getting rounder, don’t tell her I said that though, she is quite sensitive about her weight,” he chuckles before tucking some paper towel into the waistband of my pants. “This will be cold,” he cautions, squirting some jelly on my belly. He grabs a device thing before smearing the jelly all over it and pressing some buttons on the keyboard, making a picture pop up. “I will give you something for the morning sickness,” Mathias offers, his eyes not leaving the screen.
Mathias turns some dials, and the ultrasound device moves over my stomach, he nods to Ezra and Mateo. They both stand up, walking over, and Mateo sits on the edge while Ezra stands. At the same time, Mathias turns the dial before we hear the soft thumping of a heartbeat, he presses another button before there is another slightly quicker thumping and Ezra’s eyes widen as he leans down, looking at the screen.
“Congrats, my Kings, you are having twins,” Mathias informs before he brings up the two images side by side, they look like jelly beans with arms and legs. I stare at the screen.
Mateo leans down, kissing my lips softly, and I feel the tremble of his lips against mine. “How far along is she?”
“In human gestation about 9 weeks, so that would make her just two weeks of werewolf pregnancy around 10-12 weeks to go, and you will have two little bundles to enjoy.” Mathias smiles at us.