Page 66 of Bullied Pregnant Mate

"Name is Frank Paulsonski. Name ring a bell?" The officer, Jessie, asked. She was writing everything down while a few others were taking photos of the garden. Gina had been quick to say she was sending the bill to insurance. I almost smirked at the thought.

The guys shook their heads. Ayden looked fuming, his jaw clenched together as he stood. Even his stance was tense and straight. He looked tired, and I imagined he was since it was now one in the morning. I called him as soon as the officers arrived, and he called Owen.

Owen shook his head. "Name doesn't ring a bell. What did he tell you?"

I thought of what Gina had told me. How he told her he was there to hurt the girls and how he was evening the score. It was clear that Logan wasn't letting the past go. I wondered how Owen felt about it all.

I imagined it brought up emotions, but he kept a calm expression. Whatever he was thinking, he locked it away.

"Well, he's from the neighboring pack. He said he'd been watching the house, waiting for when Lucas wouldn't be home. Or when no one else was around. Apparently, he's been watching all of your guy's houses."

I tensed up. I'd known someone was watching and lurking around the house. I could smell them and see the shadows when I was there. But there was never any solid evidence. And a small part of me had hoped I was just crazy.

I ran a hand through my hair, looking at Ayden. His jaw was ground so tightly I was sure he was going to crack a tooth. It was clear that our patrolling the border wasn't protecting our people. Something was going to have to change.

I knew what was going through Ayden's mind. It was likely what went through mine: having to go head-to-head with Logan. It was an old thing; packs didn't often do it anymore because it was wrong. Fighting like that often leads to injury or death. And from the way Logan was acting, he was going to go for blood. Ayden had been trying to be civil, but maybe that was over now.

"For now, we're taking him in for questioning. If you guys have any information to share, let us know."

We all nodded our heads, and I looked around. Ayden rubbed his face, shaking his head. "It's a good thing you got here in time. I can't imagine what would have happened if you weren't."

I glanced at Ayden, confused. But watched as his eyes took in the wreckage. I couldn't help but smirk.

"I wasn't here. This was all Gina."

Owen's eyes widened, and Ayden's eyebrows went up. "Wait, you weren't here? Where the hell were you at?"

I shook my head. "I went to clear my head because we were fighting. I went for a run and came back as soon as I felt something was off." I waved a hand around the space. "This was all Gina. And she's pissed about her plants more than anything else. She held her own tonight."

"Damn," Owen said with a whistle. "Remind me to never piss her off."

"She's got some strength to her little frame," Ayden added. "Smart and skilled. I should employ her."

I scowled, realizing I hadn't seen her in a while. It's probably been over an hour since she went inside, and I figured she would be back.

"I'm going to go check on her," I said, turning up towards the house. I opened the door and found all the candles blown out. I could see the kitchen light was on, and I headed through the dining room and into the kitchen. I could see the bathroom light was on and swallowed. "Gina, are you okay?"

I could hear a sniffle, and her voice spoke up, breaking. "No."

I leaned against the wall, taking in the garden outside the windows. It was completely wrecked and would need to be redone.

"We can plant new flowers. They will grow. I'll even buy a shit ton and put them in front of the window so you won't even know the ones outside are ruined."

She went silent, and I turned. I swallowed, feeling something was off. I expected her to laugh, but no sound came from her.

I opened the door, not bothering to knock. Gina sat on the toilet, her eyes red from crying, and her face was pale. I then spotted red toilet paper in her hand.

"I'm bleeding," she said, her lip quivering. "I shifted, and now I'm bleeding."

Panic hit me, and I moved, walking towards her. "Where? Where are you bleeding?"

Had he bit her? Had he scratched her? Had he hit her stomach? I thought she was entirely fine when I arrived because she was angry about the plants I hadn't checked her over.

Her silence was enough. "I shifted…and I shouldn't have." I could hear the panic in her voice. The realization clicked. Her pregnancy wasn't that far along.

"We're going to the hospital," I said, bending down and grabbing her pants. I helped her pull them up and held her close as we moved out of the bathroom.

Once outside, the guys spotted us, and Ayden raised an eyebrow. "Where are you two going in such a hurry?"

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