Page 118 of The Vampire's Soul
Idiot.
“I don’t think it’s the serum,” Anna said, reaching over and taking Sofia’s pulse. “I think we should do a pregnancy test.”
The entire room stopped eating and glanced up.
With only ten million vampires to eight billion humans, it was rare for females to get pregnant. When they did, it was a cause for success.
Sofia’s eyes lit up, her eyes snapping to Lance’s. “We’re pregnant?”
Lance tossed his utensils on the table and they clattered onto the floor. Then jumped up and pulled the Italian female with him, kissing her so hard he was waiting for Sofia to burst at the sides.
Ella leaned into Mack with anawwwhile he balanced his overflowing plate.
“We need to check first,” Anna laughed, but it was too late. All the females were hugging Sofia.
First Brooklyn, then Charlotte. Cassy was next, and Lucinda, Tom’s mate, twirled her around. Madison kissed her cheek, and Amber, Darnell’s mate, lifted her glass of water from the opposite side of the table in congratulations and tapped it against Piper’s.
“Isn’t it weird how vampires are becoming pregnant so quickly these days?” Virginia, Callan’s mate, asked.
Ella and Mack sat down near them.
“My mom said that too.” Ella arranged her plate while Mack poured her a glass of water.
“Guys! She might not be pregnant.” Anna laughed. “We need to check.”
“She is,” Lance said. “I thought I sensed something yesterday.”
Wow.
That was kind of wild.
“Happy for you man.” Tom slapped him on the back.
“Same.” Alex tugged Cassy back down beside him, clearly wanting his mate close.
“Ditto.” Craig plonked down at the end of the table, and Brianna sat on his lap.
Neither of them had any food. Mack took a couple of mouthfuls, watching Ella do the same, but as everyone settled back down, he kept an eye on the commander.
Chew, chew, chew.
Something wasn’t right.
The longer he watched, the more the warriors became tense, as if they too were becoming aware. Even Elijah and Jason, who were assassins employed by Ari and didn’t know the team vibe as well as the others, were starting to chew slower and glance down the table.
Craig watched them all, thoughtfully.
And let’s face it, the big guy didn’t really do emotions all that well, but they were plastered on his face. Then he glanced at Brianna and her eyes were full of tears.
“Okay, fuck this.” Kurt dropped his knife and fork loudly. “What’s going on?”
The females went quiet, their eyes darting around because they had missed the denseness around them while celebrating the maybe-baby.
“Mack?” Ella was still beside him, and he draped an arm around her, pulling her closer.
Craig didn’t respond. His eyes simply drifted over each and every one of them, almost looking like a king himself.
Then he lifted his face to Brianna and wiped a tear off her cheek.
