Page 110 of His Wild Mate

I knew I would always remember this moment and the unconditional love and support from our family and friends surrounding us. It didn't matter to me if she was pregnant or not. I was ready to face whatever curveball life threw us next because I knew we'd face it together.

“But seriously, how do we know it's a girl?” Clay asked.

Emmett

Epilogue

Three weeks later.

“We're sure she's not still in heat?” James asked.

“I'm sure,” I argued.

Thomas sniffed my mate, eliciting a growl from me.

“Yup, she's fine. And we didn't have any other issues this month. No new stalker concerns. I think we're as safe as we're going to be.”

“Yes, just do it already.”

“So you can do it?” Austin teased.

“Asshole. Oh, wait, I think I hear your mate ovulating. Better run.”

Clay laughed, but Wyatt nudged him to be quiet.

“What? It was funny.”

“Thomas, please, just lift the order so I can finally hold my mate.”

“Sure, hold her.” Wyatt snorted.

“Would you just get on with it.”

I was growing even more impatient as he practically dangled my mate in front of me.

Thomas took a deep breath and concentrated. “I hereby lift my directive for Paige.”

I waited, but nothing happened.

“I didn't feel anything. Shouldn't I have felt something? Did it work?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?” James asked.

I took off running down the hall to the bedroom where I found Paige taking a shower. I didn't even take off my clothes as I walkedin and reached for her. My hands were shaking with nerves. When my fingers brushed her skin, she gasped and a jolt of awareness shot through me.

“It worked. Get the hell out of my house!” I yelled to my friends.

I vaguely heard their laughter before my full focus turned to my mate.

Mesmerized by the way the water ran down her breasts. I reached out and followed the trail to her nipple. She moaned as I twirled it between my fingers.

“How?”

“Thomas finally lifted the order.”

Her eyes widened, and then she grinned. “Does that mean?”

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