Chapter 35-
Pancakes sounded perfect this morning. So I grabbed a bowl and all of the ingredients. I don't like the box kind so I make mine from scratch. It's a lot of work but they taste amazing afterwards.
I mixed the batter all up and put the first one in the pan to start cooking. My body suddenly felt so cold. Like all the blood had been released from my body. I knew it was Emmett's absence that made me feel like this.
Why did I have to be so emotional! If I didn't care about what Emmett said we'd be up in the bedroom together right now. I'm sure he didn't really mean it. He was stressed trying to keep me safe.
While my body felt frozen my new territorial mark on me was burning like hell. I turned off the stove and left my mess in the kitchen. I'd clean it up later.
I ran into the living room and grabbed three blankets and wrapped them around me and curled up in a ball and cried. It was summer out for goodness sake and I was freezing my butt off.
My sobs wracked my body. I felt Emmett's arms wrap around me.
"Shh, Kitty. It'll be okay." He murmured.
"No d-don't to-touch me." I cried.
"Kitty, we can fight later just let me hold you know. My wolf is giving me enough shit for yelling at you now he's practically gonna kill me for keeping you in pain." He pleaded.
I gave in. He's right, we could fight later. My heart hurt, my body was freezing and my mark burned.
He laid back so my body was in a ball on his torso. He wrapped his muscular arms around me. I sighed in content. My body finally felt at ease. I took off two blankets but left one for us to cuddle with.
"I'm sorry for being so emotional lately. Normally when I'm in heat I just crave sex."
"Your scent has smelled a little different lately."
His words had my thoughts stopping in their tracks. We didn't have sex that long ago but a werewolf pregnancy developed faster than a human one. I guess that only means one thing.
I'm pregnant.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
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