Rachel POVBella & Rachel's Apartment "Do you know your blood type, Ethan?"I was filling out forms for my OB/GYN as part of the pre-admission process for my delivery day. If things went well, I would have my baby following the birth plan I was working on with my medical team.I had yet to go public with my pregnancy, but I knew I wouldn't be able to hide it for much longer.Ethan handed me a stack of forms he'd found for me at Patrick's place. I was hoping I would have a copy of my birth certificate ready to go. All my important paperwork had been kept with Patrick. I'd never needed it in the past since I had never gotten a job or legally married my mate.Not that my mate would have legally married me, I thought with a flash of bitterness."I'm type O," Ethan said, "It's the same as Patrick. He donated blood when we had the school shooting. I remember it was a big deal because O is like the universa

Rachel POVCamelot Records "You're driving him crazy, you know that, right?"I looked up, startled at the voice coming through the speakers into the recording booth. I was still working hard to finish all the tracks on the LP I had signed a contract to produce when I came under Camelot Records umbrella as an artist.Dylan Roberts was alone in the control room; I wondered how long I had been lost in my music without a sound engineer present. I felt a flash of annoyance at his interference.I needed to get my work done to honor my contract with his company. His status as Tyler's lifelong best friend should not interfere with our working relationship. I didn't want anyone thinking my contract with Camelot had come from having a connection to Tyler.I'd worked my ass off to provide them with quality tracks. They were getting some of the best compositions I'd written in my life. I was insulted by the very idea peopl

Rachel POVRachel's Bedroom  "Jenny is going to be the costar."I wasn't sure what I had expected Tyler to say, but that definitely wasn't it.Silence stretched between us on the line. I wasn't in any hurry to fill it as I had no idea what to say in response to the bombshell Tyler had gotten his mistress a part in my movie! What was he thinking?"Are you angry? I know you don't like Jenny very much."Was I angry?I tried to examine my emotions from an outside perspective. There was definitely some anger in me towards the woman who had driven me to demand a rejection from my mate.Jenny had made me believe she was having Tyler's baby only for me to find out it was a lie. The irony of us both having used a pregnancy scam to win Tyler wasn't lost on me. I hated she reminded me of my weakest moment, too.I hated a lot about Jenny Wayland the Model."I don't know if

Rachel POVRachel & Bella's Apartment Every form I filled out seemed to come in three copies. My hands were cramping from writing all day. Bella and Jack were both writing, too."I cannot thank you enough for helping me with these forms. I feel like my hands are going to fall off."I lay my pen down and shook my hands out, flexing my fingers to try to relieve the cramps.Our entire kitchen table was covered in paperwork. I had lost track of what forms went where and the stacks were all a mess I didn't want to tackle.Jack gave me a sympathetic smile as he said, "I understand. I do this all day, but at least I usually get to do it online. You know it's only the BWA who still requires physical forms? Humans do everything electronically these days. They're ahead of us on that one."Jack worked at a law firm where he dealt with the Bureau of Werewolf Affairs regularly. He was working to become a lawyer i

Rachel POVSedan Backseat "I want to know if I want to see my son or daughter, I can see them. Any time or day. I want to know holidays won't pass by without being able to see the child. I want to be there for every birthday. Every school function. Every Friday night football game."I laughed a bit at the idea of any child of mine being interested in football."Tyler, you've never expressed any interest in being a father. You've loudly told me you don't want to be a father. Why the change of heart?"Silence stretched between us as long as the endless road we traveled on. I finished my ice water and reached for the cup Tyler held. He surrendered it willingly. I found myself relaxing into the seat, enjoying the ride as Adam drove us smooth and steady, clearly experienced at driving the big sedan.Tyler was looking out of the window when he murmured a reply to me. I wouldn't have been able to hear his reply if I w