And Then He Called Me

Chapter 9

Quinton's POV

I haven't seen Leif for a while again, but this time it's not my fault, so I don't feel bad about it.

I want to see him again, but he's busy, and he said that he won't have time until the weekend, which still is a few days away.

But we text in the evenings for a while, before we go to bed, so it makes me a little happier, and it makes the waiting easier.

I'm sure that my parents have notices that change in my mood for the last few days, but they don't question me about it.

I'm sure that they're assuming that I found my mate, because they had a lot of kids before me, so they already know what to expect.

I'm grateful for the fact that they want to wait for me to tell them everything, because I'm not sure if I want to share my mate with everyone yet.

I want to get to know him first, and hopefully I will have enough time to tell him that I'm a werewolf.

Then I will tell my whole family that I have a mate who's a lot better than I imagined that he will be.

I smile happily at my thoughts, hoping that they will come true, although I don't believe that I will be this lucky, something will definitely have to stand in the way of my happiness, as it does every time.

I have to leave my thoughts when I start to feel sick.

I frown, not knowing why I feel like this right now, I don't throw up since I was a kid, who didn't have a wolf, and I definitely didn't expect to feel sick again.

The wolf gives us a supernatural healing, so it also prevents us from getting the human illnesses, or at least in most cases it does, but there are some unluckily werewolves that still get sick.

It's also normal for a werewolf to be sick while they're pregnant, but I'm pretty sure that it can't be true.

I have broken one of the pack laws, and I have used protection, so I might get in trouble, but the Alpha of this pack is my brother, so it won't be that bad.

Although I'm not sure how they could find it out.

I start to feel even sicker, so I quickly stand up, and I run in the bathroom to throw up into the toilet.

When I'm done, I go back to my room, and I change my clothes, before I go out of the house, and towards the pack house.

I will have to find out what's wrong with me today, because my parents made sure that I will know that I should go to the Doctor after being sick.

After all, it might be something very serious, so I should make sure that the Doctor knows about it.

I walk as slowly as I can, but eventually I get to my destination, so I sigh in frustration, before I walk inside of the pack house.