I shake my head, remembering how he got there. “That’s impossible, Masen. I haven’t been through my heat yet, right?”

He shakes his head. “No, baby, you haven’t” —his eyes twinkle— “But I can’t wait for it.” He grins like a fool.

“Are you sure?” I ask, placing my hands over my lower tummy. He nods his head and uses his nose to push my hands away and crawls up my body. Then things start to click, his weird reaction before when make love, his strange wording wanting more of himself inside me. How can this be? “Were you upset? Is that why you were acting so weird?”

He scoffs. “Of course not, I had just realized my Mate was carrying my young. My wolf was feeling possessive and territorial. He was riding me hard. I need to protect you.” The last bit comes out so fiercely I can see the tips of his fangs.

I’m so excited and scared at the same time. I get a little teary-eyed. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? We aren’t even Mated yet. You don’t think it’s too much, too soon?”

His smile could light the sun. “Are you kidding? I never knew how excited I’d be, but I already love him!” he states vehemently.

“Oh, it’s a him, is it?” I giggle at his enthusiasm.

“My only problem is we’ll never get rid of my parents.” He hangs his head. “Now, we really need to build another house,” he pouts.

I throw myself at him, and he rolls over onto his back. “A baby,” I say in awe. “She’s gonna look just like you, big ole light eyes, inky dark hair, and a smile that’ll stop traffic,” I muse. “I love you, Masen.”

CHAPTER 30

By Saturday morning, I’ve made more cookies and brownies than I care to count. The counters and island are filled with sweets. The three cakes I made this morning are in the freezer so I can decorate them easily for tomorrow night. I’m officially done with all the desserts except Masen’s which I’ll make later today when he leaves for the traditional run with his Pack. I think Mickey will be here with me alone for most of the night.

Masen’s parents are starting to suspect something because he finds any and every reason to touch my lower stomach. I caught Mickey starting last night with a strange look on her face when he was fussing over me about eating enough. I’m not sure when anyone besides Masen will be able to scent I’m carrying. We haven’t talked about telling anyone yet. I think he’s still worried about someone finding out about me being a white wolf before we are Mated, and there is no other excuse as to why we conceived without me going through a cycle other than my heritage. I know his parents already know what I am, but I like that it’s our little secret for now.

Sniffer still hasn’t said much about what’s going on with him and Sam, only that things are different now. He looks sad a lot when he doesn’t think anyone notices. Then, he plasters a smile on his face like there is nothing wrong. I hope they can repair whatever’s happened to their relationship soon. I haven’t seen Sam since Sunday night. I think he’s spending most of his time with David.