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My fingers land over his mouth, hushing him.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He’s so sweet, and I don’t deserve him at all.

“It’s a whole lifelong commitment if I decide to keep it,” I choke out. “I was pregnant before I was kidnapped. Or that’s what the doctor’s office said on the phone.”

His jaw legitimately falls open around my fingers. “Oh, shit. That’s not where my head went at all.”

I honestly don’t know what to say.

“But you’ve been having some pretty strong waves of heat,” Tanner says with wide eyes.

“It felt that way to me too.” My shoulders bounce. “I don’t understand it, either. That’s why I peed on three different sticks. Maybe they got my test results mixed up with someone else’s?”

“What do the tests say?” Ranger shoves into the bathroom and crosses his arms.

Locke’s massive frame is immediately behind him, but rather than coming inside the room, he leans against the doorframe, quirking an eyebrow.

Tanner leans around me, checking the tests. “They’re still percolating.”

“Well, I wouldn’t be shocked if you are pregnant. You smell exceptionally sweet to me, which would naturally draw alphas to you without conscious thought. As far as the waves of heat, Vale also experienced something similar during her pregnancy.” Ranger steps over to my side and glares at Tanner so effectively that my newly bonded alpha steps aside. “Unbonded omegas are at higher risk for miscarriage. It’s likely why your system is trying to entice the compatible alphas it knows are within reach.” He pulls me to his chest with a hand on my ass. “We have an appointment in two days, but I can call Cooper Garza and pressure him into having his brother see us outside of office hours.”

My fingers brush the soft material of his shirt as I stare up at his handsome face. “Us?”

He nods, nuzzling his cheek to mine. “You’re my wife, which is convenient, since I’ll need to add you to my health insurance plan.”

“Yeah, we’ve got a positive on two out of three. The one with the hourglass is still thinking,” Tanner says, running his hand down my spine. “Okay, so, that’s actually all three. It just popped up, and it says 3+ weeks.”

“Have you given any thought to if you’d like to continue or terminate the pregnancy?” Ranger asks.

My head spins at the question.

Locke growls.

“You’ll not pressure her one way or the other,” Ranger growls back.

“I think I would like to go to my nest now.” My voice comes out as numb as I feel.

Emotionally, I’m to the point where I’m ready to crawl into a hole and die. I don’t know what to do with myself.

“I’ll come with you,” Tanner says.

Ranger nods, kissing my forehead. “I’ll speak to Cooper and give Patrick Garza a call. The kidnapping was physically taxing on your body. We should see if the pregnancy is healthy, and you can go from there.”

My stomach churns.

Holy shit.

This is a nightmare.

I’m so overwhelmed that I bolt toward the door to the nest without a backward glance.

Locke came all the way out here to save me and…

I don’t know how I’m supposed to face any of them after this.

Wrapping the soft, cable knit blanket around my shoulders, I curl up into a ball facing the wall.

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