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spat. Sari had attacked Devan the night he’d left. He managed to not harm her but she’d left a mark even the past five years hadn’t completed faded.
    “So…” Erik stood and glanced around the still-unclean apartment. “What have you been up to? Please tell me you aren’t just screwing human females.”
    Devan knew better than to lie. Erik could always sniff falsehoods out, whether in human or wolf form. “Human female,” he clarified. “One.”
    “Well, I guess it’s okay to have a hobby, but you have a plan, right? Five years to set up a… Oh, for the love of… What have you been doing?”
    “Running. Staying alive.” Devan felt oddly defensive. “I’m just one wolf. What can I do against a pack of fifteen?”
    “Twenty-three now. No, twenty-two after Asha.” Erik stroked his beard. “We have to do something.”
    “We?” Devan said blankly.
    “Yes, we. Stop thinking like a human and start being a wolf again.”
    Being a wolf meant he couldn’t be with Kyla but without a means of finding her and with her interested in him he might as well move on, move forward even if it meant death.
    At least I knew happiness with her before I die.
     
     

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    Six weeks had passed since she left Devan. For the past two weeks, she had done everything she could to forget him, but now she couldn’t. She had skipped her period. At first, she thought it might just be from the stress of her domineering father and the pressure he was putting on her to find a suitable mate, but there was no denying it now.
    Kyla was pregnant.
    Honestly, she should’ve realized before now. Weight gain, heightened sense of smell, larger and tender breasts… And there was only one possibility for who the father was, as impossible as it seemed.
    Her phone rang. Paula. How she wanted to ignore it, but Paula was more than just her sister. They were best friends, and avoiding Paula wasn’t a possibility.
    “Hey, what’s up?”
    “I feel like you’ve been avoiding me,” Paula whined.
    “That’s not true.” Actually, maybe a little. The new shampoo and conditioner her sister wore aggravated her something fierce. “But actually… I do have to get going.”
    “Why? Got a hot date?” Paula sounded all perked up. “Don’t tell me it’s that human guy again.”
    Kyla winced.
    “I can’t help but notice Father hasn’t convinced you on any of the possible suitors he’s lined up.”
    “Did you not hear the part were I have to go?” Kyla grumbled.
    Paula’s sigh carried over the line. “Fine. Leave me again. Just don’t disappear for another whole weekend. Father will have my head. Yours too, if you don’t stop being so damn picky.”
    Sighing herself, Kyla hung up. She wasn’t being picky. Her father wasn’t bothering to try to find her someone she might be able to tolerate for a month, let alone the rest of her life. Then again, her father and mother hadn’t had the happiest of marriages. Was it any surprise that he didn’t care if his children were happy with theirs?
    It’ll be your turn soon enough, Paula. We’ll see how much you like it when the shoe’s on the other foot.
    Right now, she didn’t have time to worry about her father or marriage.
    She darted to her bedroom and changed out of the oversized t-shirt she’d slept in. Already she had outgrown some of her clothes and when she modeled a dress in front of her full-length mirror, she gasped. A were-pregnancy was much faster than a human one—only three months, and she was showing more than she realized. Paula and Viola and Maria probably all thought it because she had the appetite of a horse lately. No morning sickness for her, just a never-ending hunger.
    This dress would never do. The next two looked just as bad and the third she couldn’t even zip up. Switching to a sleek black skirt and a tank top that didn’t cover half her breasts because of their increased size would have to do. Depending on the angle, she didn’t even look