Page 41 of Beyond Fate

“It’s a gift that keeps on giving,” Damon snarled.

“Can you stop making it so foggy in here?” Jaytee waved a hand in front of him as if he could dispel the fog. “I’m starting to go blind.”

“It’s just like you,” Damon griped. “I just found out I got a bun with no oven and you’re complaining about fog.”

Jax cracked up. “This is going to be interesting. You’re one day pregnant, and already your hormones are out of whack. So glad I don’t have to put up with it like Casimir does.”

Kalen popped Jax on the back of his head. “Be a little more sensitive to your pregnant brother before you have him crying into a pint of ice cream.”

Damon stared incredulously at his dad.

“Listen to Dad, dipshit,” Jaytee said to Jax. “Damon is in a delicate state right now. Casimir will kick your ass if you make him bawl his eyes out.”

What the hell?

“I’m sorry I was insensitive, Damon,” Jax said, clearly fighting a smile. “Do you want me to make a store run for some ice cream?”

Kalen and Jaytee were also trying to hide their laughter.

“All of you are jackasses,” Damon snarled. He whipped around to make sure Casimir wasn’t grinning.

His mate held up his hands, palms out. “I’m not an idiot.”

Elvine flew into the room clasping her hands. “Congratulations, Mr. Baby Belly!” Her smile was so wide her face should have split in half. “I’m gonna be an aunt!”

Jax playfully elbowed Kalen. “Grandpa.”

Why did Kalen’s eyes have to mist over?

“You’re all insane,” Damon argued loudly. A horrified thought struck him. “I don’t even have the right parts to birth a pup.”

Where in Jesus’s name would he even deliver the… Damon looked down at his crotch and became dizzy.

“Hold on,” Jax said in a serious tone. “I’m not trying to bring the mood down.”

“Bring it down?” Damon stared at his brother like he was the most moronic person on the planet. “It was never up. I’m not pregnant. There is no oven. I’m a big, hairy, deadly wolf shifter who kicks ass and…” This could not be his life right now.

“Like I was saying,” Jax continued, “you’re no longer just a wolf, Damon. You now carry the genetics of seven powerful men.”

Damon felt his chest cave in. His child was going to be a freak, just like him. With a vicious snarl, he swung around and slammed his fist into the refrigerator, smashing in the freezer door.

His son or daughter would be a hybrid mutant!

Damon threw his hand out then walked right into the portal before anyone could stop him. He was too enraged and didn’t need Casimir or his family to stop him from killing the Ultionem.

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Casimir cursed when he was unable to reach his mate in time to stop him from entering the portal. Damon had fire in his eyes. Why was he so livid? While Casimir was overjoyed he was going to be a father, his mate had acted as if it was a death sentence. Should it matter how it happened? They had created a child together out of the love they felt toward one another. That was all that should matter.

“You might want to find him,” Kalen said. “I’ve never seen my son that enraged, and there’s no telling what he might do.”

“How?” Casimir asked, heartbroken at Damon’s reaction. “I have no idea where he just went in that portal.” Just when he thought he and Damon were on a good path, a happy one, things had gone to shit once again. Was his mate ever going to be truly happy?

“You got your magic back. Use it to find my twin,” Jaytee said, panic in his eyes.

Casimir had been without his powers for so long, he’d forgotten they had been restored. Closing his eyes, he prayed he could remember how to use them. As soon as he began to chant, it all started coming back to him, like whispering a single spell had unlocked his memory.

A mist grew in his mind as Casimir searched for his mate’s location. “It’s dark.” He pushed further, forcing the mist to expand. “A building. An empty bar, a dance floor, and a second floor above.”

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