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“Ohmygod.”

“Actually, it was fantastic,” he admitted. “Then again, being with you in any way is so that makes sense.”

She pointed at him. “We are never doing it in wolf form again. One, it’s weird and sounds wrong. Two, I got pregnant.”

“Love, you got pregnant because I’m your mate,” he said. “Your special someone who Fate decided was for you, and you for me. It had nothing to do with us being in wolf form while doing the deed.”

Willa paled. “We had a lot of sex today.”

“I know. I was there,” he said, grinning wider. “Fantastic, right?”

“Jonathan, think harder about what I’m saying,” she returned.

He did, and then he tensed. He could have gotten her pregnant again. Had someone told him that he could have gotten a woman pregnant this morning, he’d have been horrified at the idea of passing on what he was to another generation. Now, he found himself fast warming to the idea. “Can I meet Hannah?”

Willa smiled as she teared up once more. “Of course you can. You’re going to need to get through Mina first. She’s very overprotective. Good luck. Though she might like you since you’re not the black wolf from Romania.”

Jonathan shot forward, catching Willa’s arm gently. “Black wolf? Romania?”

She nodded up at him. “Y-yes. On our eighteenth birthday, we were in Romania, deep in the forest. We got chased by this huge black wolf who turned out to be a shifter and ended up chasing us into a cave that was a prison for an evil dickface.”

Jonathan thought he might be sick then and there.

“I can confirm the Weird Sisters from Stoker’s novel are one hundred percent real, and he honestly didn’t do their level of creepy justice,” said Willa. “As much as I want to totally dislike them, one of them saved Mina’s life. And the black wolf saved my life. Granted, in doing so, I ended up a wolf-shifter, but still. I would have died that night had he not bitten my arm and dragged me from the mouth of the cave. My aunt and her boyfriend and that Dragos demon guy would have killed me.”

ChapterThirty-Four

Jonathan

Jonathan stood there,holding his mate’s arm with one hand and his jeans in the other, while he tried to wrap his mind around everything she was saying. At the same time that she was dealing with the Weird Sisters, Dragos, and Lucian, he was losing control of himself in Detroit and getting tranqed and locked away. There was so much he knew he should say and wanted to say. Instead, he dipped his head, capturing her mouth with his.

She pressed lightly against his chest, her lips parting for him.

His tongue had only just touched hers when he heard movement outside of the cave. He broke the kiss and lifted his head, sniffing the air as he did.

Someone cleared their throat. “Not to interrupt, but I’d like to speak to my sister.”

Willa jerked away from Jonathan and leaned, looking past him at the cave entrance. “Mina?”

Jonathan flinched and moved his jeans downward to cover his groin before turning fully.

Mina was at the mouth of the cave, her hands on her hips.

Next to her was Beau Van Helsing. His facial expression said he was beyond stunned by what he was seeing.

Mina looked harder at him and cocked her head to the side. “Wow, sister. I told you England had a nice ass.”

Jonathan pursed his lips as he kept his jeans against his groin.

Willa groaned as she stepped out from behind him. “Mina, how are you here?”

Her sister offered a droll look. “I’m here because your daughter saw me freaking out about not hearing back from you, and she freaked too. Then she helped me book flights out and arrange for a rental car when we landed, which wasn’t needed because Beau showed up for us.”

“Beau?” asked Jonathan.

Beau blinked and cleared his throat. “Uh, Craig phoned me earlier, telling me I needed to pick up some people at the airport today. I got there, and Mina showed up with two teenage girls, exactly where Marcy said I’d be picking up people.”

“Hannah? Temperance?” asked Willa, easing in front of Jonathan partially as if to shield him from the view of others.

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