Page 49 of You're Not My Mate

“And I am grateful for it,” Graham said, stepping out ontothe back porch, and taking the seat in front of them. He had a plate piled with pancakes and what appeared to be waffles, as well as a bowl filled with scrambled eggs.

“Do you have enough food?” Rocco asked.

“I’m starving. Is this natural?” Graham asked, using a large dessert spoon to shovel his eggs, and in between bites, he chomped down on either a pancake or a waffle.

Rose was pretty sure she watched him wrap one around the other and then bite down. She couldn’t help but laugh as she snuggled in close to Rocco.

“Yeah, it’s natural. Especially after a transition. You didn’t fully complete it, but maybe in time. We’ve got to keep your strength up.”

“I want to say thank you,” Graham said. “I know neither of you had to do that for me, and trust me, I get it, you could have let me die.”

“Graham, dude, stop. None of us were going to let you die. You’re one of us,” Rocco said.

He looked between them and Rose chuckled.

“Does this make me like your kid now? Is that what this is about?”

Rose couldn’t help but laugh.

“Do we need to put a label on it?” Rocco asked.

“I don’t know, you tell me,” Graham asked. “What does this mean for me?”

“It means you’re going to be part of the pack. You’re still going to live with Rose and me, or you can take my room at the club. You’ll be closely watched, and if you go through another transition, Rose and I will do what we need to make sure you don’t die. In the meantime, you’ve got to help us where you can.”

“That’s what I want,” Graham said. “I … don’t want to die. I want to live.”

Rose felt tears come to her eyes.

“Besides, I think I would like to see my handiwork in action,” Graham said.

“Please tell me you don’t want to watch me and Rose have sex. There are limits to what my wolf will allow.”

“Gross, no, absolutely not. Get you head out of the gutter. I’m talking kids. Come on, the two of you are going to make amazing parents. Look how you’re raising me. I’m doing okay.”

“Graham, you’re not our child,” Rose said.

“Exactly, which is why I know all of this is going to be more than okay. I heard what you two said. You love each other and this is going to work. All you’ve got to do is trust me.” He smiled, looking mighty pleased with himself.

Rocco wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her temple. “You’re right, I do love her, and I think it would be pretty amazing to have a kid running around.”

Rose groaned. “You two, come on, you’re talking about me being pregnant for nine months, and trust me, pregnant females are not always the easiest to be around. We’re demanding, short-tempered, hungry, irritable.”

“So, you’re talking about every female who lives?” Graham asked.

“Oh, I see you’re going to be a hit with the ladies,” Rose said.

The truth was, it sounded quite perfect to her.

Epilogue

Nine Months Later

Rocco didn’t know who was pacing more, him or Graham.

The last nine months had been like a whirlwind. He had no idea that when he and Graham were talking about Rose being pregnant, she was in fact pregnant. It had taken them a couple of months to see the changes begin. Her tits started first, getting larger, and then her waistline thickened, and then there was no hiding what was happening. He and Rose were going to have a baby. And each month had been an interesting story.

“She’s not screaming,” Graham said.

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