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“I’m so sorry, Mom. I did not mean to throw up. You know I’ve always loved your soup,” I say, hoping my sincerity shines through.

She shakes her head and smiles. “It’s all right, baby. When the doctor comes, we’ll know why. What matters is that you’re fine,” she says, moving the food away and covering it up so I won’t get sick again.

The doctor arrives quickly, just as Mr. Kaye predicted, and checks my pulse, pulling out his stethoscope. I watch his face with unease, as do my mates and family. I can only hope it’s not the blockers again. My mother will blame herself for it if that happens, and I do not want her to have to worry about me.

He smiles at me when he’s done and nods. “Well, there is no cause for concern, it would seem. The young lady is pregnant and not sick.”

I gasp and look at the guys. Their eyes are wide with shock, pride, and love, such a wonderful combination. Still, I cannot think of that just yet.

How can I be pregnant so soon?

Although I only just had my heat, and my mates and I have been going at it every day, I did not think I would be pregnant so quickly. It’s a lot to take in.

“I guess things will have to proceed as planned,” Ares says suddenly. “I am going to announce Cassie as my mate and also the union of the Jackson family with the Linds family since we’re all her mates.”

“Yes,” Jeremiah nods. “We have put it off for too long, and it is time everyone knew the truth.”

“I cannot wait until we can publicly claim you.” Eric smiles.

“Yes, but I need to announce her as my daughter first,” Mr. Kaye says.

Leila, who has remained quiet since I threw up, silently watching me with concern, finally speaks hesitantly. “That means we have to turn in my Mom to the authorities pretty soon, then,” she says, her voice tinged with sadness, although she tries to hide it.

We stare at her silently, knowing how difficult it is for her to say this, but she shakes her head.

“It is what needs to be done in order for everything else to move smoothly. Doing otherwise will only cause more problems.”

It is the truth. Although I wish things could be different for my sister, there is nothing to be done to help her mother’s situation. We can’t hide what she has done. The longer she is free, the more time she has to do terrible things. She already called assassins on me once. What if she tries again? This inevitably dampens the happy, albeit shocking, news of my pregnancy but I am not daunted.

Leila has been there for me even before she knew who I was. Now, it’s time for me to be there for her.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Eric

“Are you even listening to anything I’m saying, brother?”

I turn away from the object of my fascination for a moment and face Jeremiah, who’s staring at me with a raised brow.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”

The grin on my face widens as I return to staring at her. Her white hair falls down her shoulders in expertly styled waves, far different from the lifelessness of her messy bun back when she was still sick, and her hair was brown.

She’s wearing a fancy dress. It’s black, figure-hugging, and floor-length with a high slit that exposes one sexy leg. She looks like she was born into glitz and glamor. I love it for her.

“Certainly not listening,” Jeremiah confirms. “Why do I bother?”

He is right, of course. I haven’t heard a word he said since the sound of our mate’s laughter filled my ears moments ago. Her laughter is a sound that I can pinpoint even in a crowd as large as this one. It’s a sound I can listen to for the rest of my life and never grow tired of it.

“Perhaps you should go to her instead of merely staring from a distance,” he says. “She is your mate, after all. I’m sure she will be happy to see one or all of us.”

I nod and smile. Yes, it is one of the many things I love about her. Her face always lights up each time we are in a room with her, and her eyes shine bright, bringing an even brighter glow to her already glowing face.

“I should, but I am content to merely watch. Can’t you see how much she fits in here?” I remark, wrapping my arm around Jeremiah’s shoulder.

“Yes, she appears to be in her element. Who would have thought that things would turn out this way.”

The two of us continue to watch as Leila whispers something in her ear, and she throws her head back and laughs heartily. The two have grown to be thick as thieves, fostering an even closer relationship than they had only two weeks ago. One would think they were soul mates.

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