Chapter 8
Pyra pounded on the door, but she ignored him. He knew she was okay because he heard her sobbing and that actually scared him more. “Love open this damn door now!”
“Go away!” she yelled back.
He sighed and went to talk to Ciyrs. His friend was shaken up. When Ciyrs called for him he ran in a panic thinking something horrible had happened. Every time he was away from her he feared she would slip back into a coma. When he found out that she freaked out about a comment Ciyrs had said, he couldn’t help but chuckle. A female, especially his female who already had a temper, didn’t mess around when it came to their mates. He’d found that out when he made a comment about how he used to sleep around. His nuts still ached anytime he thought about her reaction.
“You shouldn’t have teased her.”
“Yeah well, she’s never been violent towards me, and she’s still sick. I want to test her blood again. What if this is her way of rejecting the change?”
Pyra paled. He hadn’t thought of that. “I’ll get her.” He stormed down the hall and slammed the door open. What he saw stopped him in his tracks. She was asleep on the cold, hard floor. Without thinking he scooped her up and carried her shivering body out of the bathroom. She reeked of vomit, but he didn’t care. He laid her on the table. “I’ll be back.”
Then he disappeared. He went to the main house and found his mother. “Mother.”
She looked up from her breakfast and her smile fell from her face as soon as she saw him.
“Is she okay?”
He ran his hands over his Mohawk. “She healed one of the other warriors today. Ciyrs said something triggering her temper and she nearly choked him out. After she realized she hurt him, she freaked out and was in the bathroom throwing up again.”
He didn’t notice his mother’s eyes light up. She wiped her face and pushed her plate up and stood. She was always so poised. “Go back and wait for me.”
He nodded knowing not to question her.
When he came back, Eden was awake and her puffy eyes shined with tears. “I’m horrible. How could I have hurt him?”
“It’s okay love, I’m sure he’s over it by now.”
“I know you didn’t mean it, sweetie,” he said and kissed her forehead.
She sniffled. “I’m so fucking emotional, it’s ridiculous. I’m never like this, and I never have been.”
“That’s because you are carrying my son’s child—my grandchild,” his mother said as she walked into the infirmary. Silence followed his mother’s announcement.
Ciyrs smacked his head. “Why the hell didn’t I think of that?”
“Simply because you’re not a woman.”
He hurried away to use some of the blood to test her for pregnancy.
“That’s why I’m so sick—and mean?”
His mother laughed. “Honey I hate to say this but you’re usually mean. It’s the teary, sappy emotions that are new.”
Eden laughed and shook her head. “Thanks for that.”
“Anytime. You fit in well here. You were made to be one of us. We simply didn’t know it was possible, and who knows maybe it isn’t.”
“So I’m probably a fluke?”
“It’s quite possible you are. But we are blessed and thrilled to have you here with us. You’re a wonderful daughter.”
Eden burst into tears again and Pyra cringed. He didn’t know what to do with tears. Anger, sure was easy, but her being upset riled him up. Made him want to hit something to fix it, but it wouldn’t work with the sad stuff.
They waited impatiently for the test to be done. A pregnancy test by blood took a bit longer, but when Ciyrs came back he beamed. “By god we got it. Congratulations, you’re going to be parents.”
Eden paled. “Of what though?”
“Who knows, but Denynso is apparently quite dominant, and since you’re one of us now, I would assume your baby will take after our genes. We won’t’ know until birth though.”
Eden looked towards the Queen, “What’s pregnancy like for you?”
“Much like yours really. Only seven months instead of nearly ten.”
“That could be a blessing,” Eden replied and rubbed her belly. He stared at her hand and she froze. “Are you okay?”
He shook his head and gazed at his mate. She was carrying his child, and she was more Denynso than human now. He never imagined his life would turn out like this, and now he was going to be a dad. Was he ready to take on a baby that could very possible be more temperamental than the both of them combined? Probably not, but he sure as hell wouldn’t change it. She smiled at him and his heart melted further, she was perfect.
“I’m good love,” He lifted her hand and laced their fingers. “Let’s go home.”
She nodded and yawned. “I am tired.”
Instead of waiting for her to stand he lifted her and carried her out of the infirmary.
When he got home she walked in and stopped looking around. “I’ve actually finally begun to think of this place as home. I don’t know if I would ever want to go back to Earth now. I wasn’t happy there, and even though I loved my job, I hated my boss. I didn’t have any friends, and my family left much to be desired. I’m more at home here than I ever have been anywhere. I think it was fate.”
He stood behind the love of his life and wrapped his arms around her. He thought so too. Things were about to change, and he needed to work with the others to secure their compound. In seven short months the start of the new Denynso generation would be born. He didn’t want his child living the way he and his brothers did. It was time for a change, and he was going to make sure it happened or he would die trying. Noting else mattered now. Just his new family.
(To be continued in Part III… )