Chapter 10 Are you...pregnant?

"Lucas, what are you doing?" Kyra asked, speechless, as she saw Lucas gathering loads of food in his arms.

He rolled his eyes and replied, "We're taking all this food home to eat." He grabbed a bunch of fruits from the basket and handed them to her.

"Let's go home now. Anyway, no one cares if we disappear," Lucas said, and Kyra nodded in agreement.

"Hold these," he said, giving Kyra a bunch of things. Then he transformed into a silver wolf, crouched down, and Kyra sat on his back.

Lucas started running at a fast speed, and Kyra began to feel fearful, especially since she was holding a bunch of food and couldn't get a good grip around his neck.

"Lucas, slow down!" she whispered.

Lucas' wolf ears perked up, and his eyes turned into heart shapes. He decreased his speed, seemingly understanding her request.

Did she give him a hint with her reaction? He blushed at the thought of mating with her.

Thinking about it...

He suddenly started running at his fastest speed.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Kyra screamed as she felt like she was being carried away by the wind, struggling to hold onto the bunch of food in her arms.

It seemed like she was enjoying it so much...

With that thought in mind, he increased his speed even more, wanting to give her an exhilarating experience.

"Ahhhh, Lucas, slow down!" Kyra shouted once again.

"Hehehe," Lucas chuckled, feeling his heart filled with joy. He believed that Kyra must be enjoying the beautiful view and the wind on her face, sitting on the plush, furry back of his wolf form, which was incredibly comfortable.

Finally arriving at his cottage, Lucas transformed back into his human form, and Kyra practically threw the food into his arms before rushing off to find a bush.

*Ugh*

*Ugh*

*Ugh*

Kyra's dramatic retching noises filled the air, prompting Lucas to quickly rush to her side, concern etched across his face. "Oh no, are you okay? What happened?" he asked, his eyes widening in alarm as he looked at her pale face.

"Are you...pregnant?" Lucas blurted out, his mind racing with the healer's warnings about pregnancy symptoms.

He imagined a litter of cubs playing around his cottage...

And he became a step-daddy...

He was taking them to learn hunting...

He was teaching them how to woo females...

Kyra's eyes nearly popped out of her head at the suggestion. "Pregnant? Seriously, Lucas? I haven't even had physical contact with anyone!" she protested, clutching her stomach in disbelief.

"Oops, my bad! Let's get you some water and figure this out," Lucas exclaimed sheepishly, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"It's your fault. I told you to slow down, but you increased your speed," Kyra spoke, rolling her eyes.

After Lucas brought her inside his cottage, he handed her a wooden glass filled with water. She drank it, feeling a slight pain in her throat.

"You can freshen up. I'll serve you some food," Lucas said, and Kyra nodded her head, walking towards the washroom.

*Splash*

*Splash*

Kyra washed her face, her complexion pale as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, her expression devoid of any emotion. She sighed, wondering what she had gotten herself into.