Page 192 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

“Still not sure why Cory wants to see you both when you arrive?” I asked.

“No. I asked Dad and he said he ‘wouldn’t ask his alpha’,” Violet huffed. “And, Cory won’t talk to me about it whenever we talk.”

“I tried, Vi. He told me to mind my business.”

That wasn’t entirely true. I had gathered a bit of information about what he wanted from them, but I promised Cory I wouldn’t spill the beans.

“He’s so stubborn. How the hell did you deal with his big brother act for so long?”

“I’m more stubborn than he is,” I laughed. “Do you need to talk to Chris about it?”

“I will, but I don’t think it’ll be a problem. We’re like in our own little bubble here. It’s nice. I do miss home, but it’s going to be rumors-r-us once we get back, and everyone finds out we’re together.” Her face was suddenly filled with worry.

“Meh, don’t let it bother you. You guys are cute as fuck together, and things will die down,” I assured her.

“It’s not me I’m worried about,” she mumbled.

“Chris is a big boy, Vi. I don’t think there’s a power in heaven or hell that will make him leave you again. Not even Cory, should he try. And, you know you have everyone in your corner if he somehow lost his shit and had an issue with it.”

“Are you trying to convince me to leave early?” Violet teased.

“Nooo!” Adam cried out from beside us, his eyes tearing and making my heart break.

“Hey, we’re not leaving. We’re staying with you and Bells until we all go home, okay?” Violet was quick to reassure him.

“Promise?” Adam asked, wiping his face.

“Pinky promise!” Violet said, hooking her little finger with his.

I sighed, wishing once again Cade would call me. It was a week since he would have heard my message. I was losing hope that there was a chance he’d forgive me.

The next two weeks weren’t so bad. Now that we were stuck here for another month, we slowed down sorting through everything and spent the afternoons having fun when the snow hit. It was Violet’s first time in the snow, so we made giant snowmen and even had an impromptu snowball fight.

It wasn’t until I went grocery shopping with Adam, and we walked by the feminine hygiene aisle, that I realized something wasn’t right.

Weren’t we supposed to start our period last week?I asked Coyo.

I don’t track it like you do,she answered, stretching in the back of my mind.

I started panicking in the middle of the aisle, trying to do math or remember when my last period was.

You’d know if we were pregnant right?I asked her.

I—Not right away. I didn’t know until we were told last time.

We took our birth control, right?I asked her more desperately.

Most days?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This couldn’t be happening,I thought feeling the sting of tears in the back of my eyes as I panicked.

“Mom? Are you okay?” Adam’s voice brought me out of my internal meltdown.

To reassure him, I tried to smile down at Adam in the cart seat. I wasn’t sure how successful I was.

“Yeah. I’m good, sweetie.”

We walked through the aisle, and I stopped again when I saw the rows of pregnancy tests. We didn’t have a doctor or clinic anymore, so this would have to do. I grabbed different ones, just in case, and hurried with the rest of the list Violet gave me.

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