Page 18 of Two Wrong Turns

While I couldn’t give him a full presentation, I was aware enough to understand his concern. His cock was already long and thick. Adding an expanding base would be even more intense.

But wait…

“You just said it’s for breeding. Why would that matter to me? I can’t get pregnant.”

Nolan stared at me without saying a word. His silence was loud.

“I can’t get pregnant, right?” Panic seeped through me tone.

Men didn’t get pregnant. That wasn’t possible. Then again, I also didn’t think people shifting into bears was possible before today.

“Any mated shifters can get pregnant. Gender does not come into play with it. If I were… If we mated, then you could conceive our child. The bond makes it possible, though the fact that you’re human could mean a few surprises for us.”

I wanted to say something about how it wasn’t real or that he had it all wrong. But my eyes rolled back, and my body swayed before I could even form words.

Chapter 8

Nolan

Fuck.

I reached out to catch my crumpling mate. His body was completely limp. Were it not for his heartbeat, I’d worry he was dead.

But he’s not.

Thank Fate, he’s alive.

Though clearly not well. Was this some type of human condition? Was he sick and didn’t tell me?

I rushed through the house, then laid him on the couch. There was only one doctor in town since shifters didn’t need routine medical care. The few humans we had here saw him, but otherwise, his practice was slow.

As a fellow shifter, he’d actually chosen to study medicine under human teachings in order to help any potential future mates or townspeople. It was a selfless thing to do given how we didn’t really need him to do so. Anyone sick could have driven to the neighboring town for help.

Since he had the knowledge, I didn’t feel bad for interrupting his day. Shifter or not, he would help my mate.

Dialing his direct number, I tried to keep calm about the situation. I could still see my mate’s chest rising and falling. Could still feel the pull to him.

Surely, if he were to die, that would all disappear. I would know if it worsened.

I didn’t want it to. I needed him. We’d only just found each other.

“Sheriff? Everything ok?” Doctor Hepbuck asked.

“No, it’s not ok. My mate… he’s unconscious. Something happened. I don’t know what to do.”

“Ah, yes. I heard there was a human running around town. I didn’t know he was yours. Do you need me to come to your place?”

“Yes! As soon as possible.” Now, preferably.

I tried to keep the peace with the humans. It did us no good to be on bad terms when being peaceful made more sense. We never wanted to draw attention to our little corner of the world.

“Give me ten minutes. I just need to lock up.” I heard keys in the background, so I hung up the phone. There was nothing elsehe could do from a distance. I needed him here. Needed him to come right away.

I knelt beside Barrett’s unmoving form. He was so still. Too still.

My fingers stroked over his hair, tracing the curve of his jaw. I was enamored by him. Had been since that first sighting. I wanted more of him. Far more than I thought he could give.

If just the mention of knotting had him falling apart, then what would the actual act do? I didn’t want to break him.

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