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Chapter 22 - Marian

Three Days Later

The day after I saw Isaac, I bought a few pregnancy tests and took them all. They were all negative. I was so confused, but I knew what he'd said and how he'd said it. He said congratulations as if I was already pregnant, so I slipped away to the hospital during my lunch break the following day.

To my shock and the doctors, I was indeed pregnant.

A regular pregnancy test wouldn't have caught it because I was about a week pregnant. I didn't know what to do with myself. I called Diana to the hospital, and before she blew the roof off the place with excitement, she checked if I was okay.

I was, but—wasn't?

I was pregnant! Me! Pregnant!

I was happy but petrified, and I spent the entire day with Diana, trying to figure out how I'd tell Dorian. He would be happy, surely but was I ready? Was I really ready for this, being responsible for a life?

"No matter what, you're not alone," Diana said, and I knew that, but I was still the one who would be having a werewolf baby!

I knew the symptoms it came with, heightened strength and speed, and the delivery was no walk in the park, even worse than normal human pregnancies, but there were witches in town that helped with cross-species pregnancies.

“Marian?”

I yelped and almost dropped the potato I was peeling, or it wasn’t a potato anymore because it looked as thin as a French fry. Dorian frowned, and I smiled awkwardly. I'd told him I saw Isaac but not what Isaac said or that I was pregnant.

I just needed to process the entire thing first, but since yesterday it started to sink in that there was a life forming inside me, a life created from the love I shared with an incredible man. That was why I was cooking this mini feast for us tonight.

I wanted to tell both him and Nikoli at dinner.

“What’s going on with you?” Dorian entered the kitchen. “You’ve been acting strange. Are you okay?”

"I'm okay. I promised I'm okay."

"I haven't seen you jump like that since what happened," he looked so worried, and I felt horrible for making him worry. "Are you having nightmares again?”

"I'm pregnant," I blurted out and squeezed my eyes shut. "Shit."

Dorian stepped back. “What?”

"I…" I placed the potato down. "When I saw Isaac, he said congratulations and that I'd be a great mom. I took some tests, and they were all negative, so I went to the doctor, and they said—yes, I’m a week pregnant.”

Dorian paled, and his eyes fell to my belly.

He walked forward and placed his hand on my belly. He looked like he was listening for something, and I covered his hand.

"There isn't a heartbeat yet. I don't know how Isaac knew."

His eyes became teary. "You're blood," he said softly while caressing my belly. "He could smell the changes in your blood. Wolves can also hear the child's heartbeat, but at this stage, it's too early for us to notice.”

He swallowed audibly, and to my shock, a tear fell from his eye. "You're really pregnant, Marian? We’re having a baby?”

I nodded and wiped his tear away while mine started to flow. “We’re having a baby.”

“Oh, Goddess,” he exclaimed. “Thank you. Thank you.”

He started laughing. He kissed me and fell to his knees to kiss my belly.

"You've given me everything, Marian," he said. “Everything! I know everything has been happening so fast, but that's love, and you have all of mine. “

“D-Did I just hear correctly?” Nikoli asked from the kitchen's entrance, and Dorian stood up, his face alight with joy. "I'm going to be a brother?"

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