Page 90 of Seduced By the Werewolves

Every few days, I get out another pregnancy test, then we all crowd around and watch as the results appear in the window. After two months, finally, it comes up positive.

All four of them howl at once, making me squint. Then Leon picks me up and swings me around, my legs wrapping around his hips as he kisses me. When he puts me down, Quinn twirls me by one hand, surveying me from head to toe with a huge grin on his face.

“I can’t wait,” Eli whispers in my ear, approaching me from behind and winding one arm around my middle. “Your belly will look so good all full of pup.”

I look around for Jace, but he’s missing.

“Where did Jace go?” I ask, furrowing my brow. I want him to celebrate this moment with us.

Suddenly, he appears in the bathroom doorway, carrying a pint of ice cream.

“I’m ready,” he says, holding it up with a spoon like a pair of handguns. “Whatever weird cravings you have, I’m on it.”

I love them all so, so much.

When I tell her the good news, Mrs. Graham is ecstatic, and grabs me in a big bear hug that reminds me of her sons. She starts making all sorts of plans—baby showers, caregiving schedules so that I still have uninterrupted time in the office, and an online cart full of baby clothes and toys.

Of course, I text Hannah and Aisling right away. My mom can wait. They’re both over the moon, though they lament that they already don’t see me as much as they used to.

Having four husbands will do that to you!

Hannah answers with a series of laughing faces. Aisling sends four eggplant emojis, and then a baby emoji.

Telling my mom is a little more arduous of a task. I know what kind of questions she’s going to ask, and I don’t want to answer them.

“We’ll be there with you,” Jace assures me.

Quinn nods. “And I bet she’ll be stoked to find out she’s going to be a grandma.”

Finally, I arrange the dinner, which Mr. and Mrs. Graham insist on holding at their home. It’s the parents’ first time meeting, and I expect Mom to say something snarky or biting.

To my surprise, though, she holds her tongue. If nothing else, my mother is intent on impressing other people, and that works to my advantage as she puts on her most polite face with Mr. and Mrs. Graham.

Before I can even get a word out about the baby on the way, though, Mrs. Graham hugs my mother for all she’s worth.

“Congratulations!” she says, a smattering of tears in her eyes. “We get to be grandmothers together!”

My mother’s mouth falls open as Mrs. Graham releases her.

“Nobody’s told her yet, Mom!” Quinn says, giving his mother a stern look.

“Oops,” she says, winking at me. “Sorry.”

“You’re having a baby?” Mom asks, glancing at each of my wonderful partners.

“Yes, Mom. I am.” I sit down firmly. “But let’s eat before the food gets cold.”

They fall into easy conversation talking about all the things Mrs. Graham has planned for the baby’s arrival, from the color of the crib to the caretaking schedule. Mom critiques how many vegetables I’m eating, insisting that babies need lots of vitamins and minerals that only spinach and broccoli can offer.

Eventually, though, the question comes up.

“So,” Mom begins casually, “who’s the lucky guy?”

In unison, Leon, Quinn, Eli and Jace all tilt their heads.

“Lucky?” Eli asks, narrowing his eyes. “We’re all lucky.”

Mom shakes her head. “I mean, who’s the father?”

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