POV. Alec Tassara. Once I received the call from Boyle, my chest couldn’t hold any more with excitement. Eric, who is more aware of my mood swings than Isabella, speaks to me by mental link, “What did the doctor tell you?” I smile at him and say, “I was right, Eric. She is pregnant.” I see how he smiles and covers his face with emotion. “Let’s tell her.” We stopped practicing, and both headed towards our powerful and temperamental mate. I hear Sonya rave about how agile she is, to which I can’t help but point out that I’ve always told her that. I take a deep breath. Without hiding my smile and my enormous happiness, I take her hands and say, “Boyle called. You’re pregnant, sweetheart.” I watch as she remains silent. I feel, through the bond, like a whirlwind of emotions flood her and she unconsciously places a hand on her belly. She smiles at me as a tear falls down her cheek and, in a whisper, she says, “Am I pregnant? It’s true?” Eric hugs her from behind, placing his hands on
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