Page 58 of Blood Saved

The house was a little crowded. Atlas was losing his mind, even though he knew that keeping all the Longborn sisters together was the only way to go. It had been a full week …seven full days… and Nero and Reece werestillstaying in two guest rooms with Valentine and Celestine.

It was nice to step outside and get some peace and quiet.

“You okay?” Lilliane asked, closing the back door behind her. “You’re so quiet.”

“Hmm,” he nodded. “Got a lot on my mind.”

“It’s a lot out here, huh?” She sighed, hugging him from behind.

“Just a lot of people. I needed some air. I can’t wait for all this to be over so we can actually start our lives.”

“Well, I didn’t want to say this in front of Val after her news, but…” she tapped on his shoulders until he faced her. “I think I’m pregnant,” she said. “But I’m on the pill, and we’ve only known each other for two weeks. I just…” She shook her head. “I can just feel it. Is that even possible?”

His throat bobbed on a hard swallow. “Well, youarea Half-Blood, and I’m a shifter.”

“Ah. Right. Those supernatural sperm powers.”

He nodded, unsure of Lilliane’s reaction. He couldn’t tell either way. Was she happy at the prospect of a child?Theirchild? “So,” he cleared his throat nervously, “some people say shifter sperm is resistant to the pill.”

She rolled her eyes and snorted. “Yeah, that’s not really how the pill works. Good thing I love you and totally want to carry your babies.”

“I figured. You asked me to mate you,” he whispered, his voice rough.

She nodded. “I knew what it meant.”

“I can get a test if you like.” He still couldn’t get a read on how she felt about this possible pregnancy. His own heart was about to burst from his chest.

Lilliane shook her head. “No. I can’t exactly leave the house to take a test, but I have a feeling. Is that weird?”

He shook his head. “No. Some women in the pack have knownlongbefore modern medicine could confirm. It’s a shifter thing. For wolves, anyway.”

“Might be a bit sooner than we would’ve liked, huh?”

Atlas kissed her forehead. “Maybe. Not really. If we wanted to wait, we shouldn’t have had unprotected sex a million times. You had to be insatiable.”

She poked his side and tried to stop giggling. “So. We might be parents.”

“I’d love a little mini trouble bossing me around.” Atlas was choked up by the thought of his little daughter, a tiny version of Lilliane painting the walls and demanding more chocolate chips in her pancakes. “Even a little boy.”

“An heir,” she whispered. “A little wolf to take over the pack one day.”

He kissed her palm before laying it to his heart. “Maybe. I love you, Lilliane. Are you okay?”

She nodded. “I’m very okay. I think I might even be a bit disappointed if I’m not.”

He nuzzled her and kissed her temple. “I’m on duty tonight, but I can make a good effort at getting you pregnant tomorrow morning. First thing when I get home.”

“You’re being so romantic. I might be pregnant right now.”

He chuckled and bit her lower lip, kissing away the skin. “Watch it, trouble.”

“When do you leave?” she asked, sobering.

“As soon as you let me go,” he answered. She tightened her arms around him, and he chuckled. “Then I won’t let you go,” she whispered.

“You gotta, darling trouble.”

“I know, I know. You’ll come back?”

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