The silence that followed Magda’s revelation was absolute. You could have heard a snowflake hit the ground.
Caleb stood perfectly still, his arms locked tightly around me. His golden eyes were wide, staring down at my stomach as if he expected a tiny werewolf to pop out right then and there. Through the bond, I felt a chaotic explosion of emotions—shock, disbelief, terror, and finally, a surge of pure, unadulterated joy that nearly knocked the breath out of me.
"A... pup?" Caleb whispered, the word stumbling out of his mouth. The mighty Alpha, who had just spent the last hour meticulously planning an assault on a heavily fortified cyborg fortress, sounded like a lost little boy.
"A baby, Caleb," I corrected gently, a nervous laugh escaping my lips. "We’re having baby."
"A baby,
