Seventy Nine (II)

"Well, you're perfectly sane. I didn't - well, we didn't - want to tell anybody yet, but I suppose you don't count. So, surprise!" She grins excitedly, grabbing his hand and squeezing it energetically.

He shakes her off, using both of his hands to massage his temples, and he shakes his head.

"You've done some crazy shit in the time that I've known you, but I think this tops it off," he groans, leaning against the brick wall behind him as he glances up and down the alleyway to make sure that nobody is listening in on their conversation.

Avery frowns, trying not to get upset that one of her closest friends isn't supporting her.

He doesn't know Roman is our mate, Sonya roars suddenly, and Avery's eyes widen.

"I forgot to tell you something else, too," she starts nervously, and he releases an anguished groan.

"If you're pregnant, Avery, I will eat glass," he whines, staring at her in mild fear.

"No, no, I'm definitely not pregnant," she snorts, rolling her eyes at him with a chuckle.

"Wel