Page 100 of The Pregnant Wolf Omega Next Door

Emre’s gaze softened. He slid off his chair and climbed onto Zenith’s lap. “Trust me to tell you if something’s really wrong, or if I need help.”

“Okay,” Zenith said, pulling Emre into a hug. “Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d still be writing your books,” Emre said with a grin. “How are Ulgon and Burnzinger?”

“I was thinking... Ulgon’s a mage, right? What if he accidentally... casts a spell on himself, and suddenly he has the ability to become pregnant?”

Emre’s eyes bugged out. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish, before croaking, “Wow. That’s... That’s a really unique idea.”

Zenith squinted. “You don’t seem surprised. Or pleased.”

“I’m...” Emre fumbled for something to say. It was the first time Zenith had seen him at such a loss for words, that even his foot-in-mouth syndrome did not kick in.

“Is something wrong with the idea?” Zenith said.

“No! No, that sounds... That makes sense, actually,” Emre said, but he still had that wide-eyed look about him.

Zenith held his gaze.

“It’s...” Emre cringed. “It’snotmysecret.”

“Secret? What secret?”

“Oh fuck.” Emre looked up at Zenith, horrified. He clapped his hands over his mouth. “Nothing!”

If it wasn’t Emre’s secret, then... It could only be Uriel’s.

Had Uriel changed his body so he could bear a child?

This was heading into territory that Zenith had no business in.

“Okay, no magical body modifications for Ulgon,” Zenith said. “But what if he finds a baby on his doorstep?”

Emre heaved a sigh, his entire body going loose. “Yeah, that... that could work. Anyone could find a mystery child on their doorstep. It’s not specific to certain people in the real world.” Then his head snapped up. “Wait. What if that baby was Burnzinger’s? Say he had a one-night stand with an omega, and the omega carried it to term but abandoned it? And Uri—Uh, Ulgon finds and adopts the baby?”

“I like that idea,” Zenith said. “It’s actually similar to one of my friends’ stories—Telos, that alpha shapeshifter who loves pterodactyls? He found out that he had a baby from a one-night stand, except his baby was already kidnapped when he received that information.”

Emre cringed. “Wow, that really sucks.”

Zenith nodded. “My friends staged a rescue and got several other victims out of that situation. You might’ve heard of them? Walren and Ivo, my brothers’ mates. Along with Nat and Killian.”

Emre blinked, then nodded. “Yeah. Uriel added me to a chat group with all the omegas.”

It was interesting that the omegas hung out with Uriel so often. Zenith had no idea that Uriel was in the omega chat, and before today, he would’ve thought it was just because Uriel was a single dad. But with the revelation of a possible secret... Maybe there was more to it.

It still wasn’t Zenith’s business.

“Are you making friends with them?” he asked warmly.

“Uh-huh!” Emre beamed. “It’s been good. I was all alone when I came to Cartfalls, but then I met you, and now I have a bunch of omega friends too. Some of them said I could borrow their books. I think we might even start a book club.”

“That’s great!” Zenith said.

“Did you ever resolve the situation with the bad guy and the cart?” Emre asked. “In your book. You had Cheeserton try to make the cart kidnap a baby, but I haven’t read the latest chapters.”

“I’ll wrap up that plot arc soon,” Zenith promised. “Then you can read it.”

Emre beamed.