Tanya's POV
She retrieved her palm from my face and turned around. With one last calculating glance in my path, she sauntered of, the sound of her heels becoming a tempo that nearly matched my erratic heartbeat.
Her words echoed in my head but one particular word kept ringing in my ear, Pup. My hand unconsciously went to my abdomen and gripped it tight as if I could feel something.
'No that's not possible,' I whispered to my haywire thoughts, hoping I'd believe it. My eyes darted to the spot my arm was on. 'At least not now.'
'Marie?' I called out in question to the wolf at the back of my head. 'Marie, am I really pregnant with a pup?'
'I don't know,' she responded, coming off as shocked while I frowned. I was gathering a few questioning stares from the maids and guards that trooped in and out of the kitchen.
