"No," Penelope whispered, looking at the result of the pregnancy test. "No, no, no. What have we done?"
August was pregnant. August was a mated pregnant female. And not just any mated pregnant female. She was a Luna. She was carrying Graeme's heir… the Hallowell heir. And she didn't remember any of it.
The pregnancy alone could be one reason why August seemed more resistant to forget her time with the lycans. She could never truly forget her mate, but that was especially the case when half of him was literally, physically inside of her. And not only was she carrying a child that was half Graeme, she was carrying the future hope of an entire pack.
Penelope's stomach dropped, and she had to brace herself against the counter before she sprang into action, destroying the test results and getting rid of August's blood. The complete blood count and chemistry panel all came out normal. August seemed healthy in that regard, at least.
