Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) novel Chapter 181

Xena’s POV

“We could have a small ceremony in your father’s office so you can establish the mental connection with the pack, Ryder suggested as he knocked on the door.

“That sounds nice. I’ll think about it,” I replied with a smile. William opened the door wearing only shorts.

“Are we interrupting something?” I asked, my eyes involuntarily scanning William’s bare chest before I awkwardly looked away.

“No,” William shrugged, letting us in. Something about the energy between him and Ama felt off, making me wonder what had happened.

2

Ama sat on the couch, typing away on her laptop. The focused expression on her face reminded me of when we used to work on projects together.

“We’ve just been working in the room today,” William explained.

“Why in the room?” I questioned, curiosity getting the better of me.

Ama glared at me as I walked toward her. There was something in her eyes I couldn’t quite place.

Still mad?” I asked tentatively, wondering what was causing her unusual mood.

“I was never mad,” she countered, but the defensiveness in her tone only confirmed my suspicions that something wasn’t right.

“Good, because we were thinking of inviting you both to a barbecue, I said, leaning down to look at her screen. She was designing blueprints for a new pool. My professional instincts immediately kicked in when I spotted an issue with the design.

“You can’t put the slides there. They need to go here,” I blurted out, pointing to another location on the screen.

“What, why?” Ama frowned.

“You can’t have the slide drainage overlap with the pool drainage,” I explained.

Ama snapped her haptop shut and stood up. Her movements betrayed a hint of irritation that wasn’t typical of her.

“I could definitely use some fresh air and food. But if you spotted an error in my blueprints after looking at them for just one second, you’re coming to the pool with me this afternoon to help me fix it,” she challenged, though I noticed her complexion was pale and her eyes looked tired.

I stood up and studied her. Her emotions had been all over the place recently, her face slightly puffy, and her skin had a particular glow to it. My instincts told me these symptoms were familiar. My heart rate suddenly increased could it be?

“Are you pregnant?” The words left my mouth before I could stop them, and I noticed both men’s jaws drop in surprise.

Pregnant? You think I’m pregnant?” Her voice trembled slightly.

“Your mood swings just, when was your last period?” I asked carefully.

Ama opened her mouth, then closed it. Her silence made the atmosphere in the room even heavier.

Ama?” William questioned. He was clearly both confused and shocked.

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Chapter 181

You’ve been together long enough. If you got pregnant the first tim you slept together, It would be showing by now. Werewolf pregnancies move fast, and high–ranking members‘ pregnancies mov even faster,” I shrugged, trying to ease the tension with factual knowledge.

Ama ran to the bathroom and shut the door. I could hear several drawers being opened and closed. My heart raced with anxiety for her.

“Yes. I mean, it would be very early, but it’s possible. You guys mated a full week before us,” I shrugged.

William began pacing back and forth, and I walked over to stand beste Ryder. The clock ticked by slowly, each second feeling ten times longer. Just as William was about to lose his composure, Ama pened the bathroom door.

She was visibly shaking as she looked at William. Her hand covered her mouth as she nodded. In that moment, I felt a warmth spread through my entire body–the miracle of life unfolding right before me.

“You’re pregnant?” William walked toward her seeking confirmation, his voice quivering with disbelief.

“I am…” Ama’s voice was barely audible. She was shaking so much that William had to take the test stick from her hands.

“Oh, Ama.” William pulled her into his arms while processing his own emotions. “I’m going to be a father?” His question was half surprise, half joy, tears glistening in his eyes.

I hooked my arm through Ryder’s as we watched them process the news. Tears streamed down Ama’s face faster than William could wipe them away.

“Let’s give them some space,” I whispered to Ryder. He nodded, and we left their room, heading back to our own.