Walking in the door behind was another two wolves that were carrying in a heavily cushioned reclining chair. Ryder carefully took my arm and helped me to stand up and push the chair I was sitting in away with his foot, the two wolves placing the other chair down in its spot. "If you want to stay here, I'm not having you sit in some crappy chair." I smiled at him as he helped me down into the chair. When I sunk into the chair I felt like I was about to fall asleep again but a moan from Reynolds pulled me out of my impending sleep. All it was was a moan but I leant forward closer to him hoping that he would finally open his eyes. Anthony excused himself from the room when he realised that nothing was happening with Reynolds. Not before he made a joke with Ryder about socking his son in the jaw. Ryder was watching me from the crappy chair, his eyes locked on mine as I watched him as well. Ryder had also given me a blanket and wanted me to sleep but I was too concentrated on the sound of Reynolds breathing and the beating of our pup's heart. "How long have you known?" The room was dimmed but I could still how his chest stopped moving as he stopped breathing for a moment. He had to know that we were going to talk about this at some point. "The morning after the funeral. I smelt it on you first, and then I heard the heartbeat." He breathed out his hand scratching over the back of his neck. There was more to it than that but I already knew that. He hadn't told me that I was pregnant for a whole week. My eyes flicked down when I thought about the couple of days before that. "We hadn't mated in nearly four days before that morning." "I know." He groaned and squeezed the bridge of his nose. "Eleanor did a blood test the moment I woke up and realised. We hadn't mated since the morning that George kidnapped you and I wanted to check that the pup would be ok after what he had done to you." He hesitated, he wasn't finishing that answer. "Ryder..." I drew out, "Does she know when I got pregnant." If there was still a heartbeat now I wasn't too worried about George having done any damage. Ryder would have told me about it by now. Ryder nodded at me but didn't answer. He shifted uncomfortably as I stared at him. This whole hormonal thing was real and I felt like I was about to rip his head off if he didn't answer. He was feeling the anger that was rolling off me. With an exhale he leant forward in his chair so he was closer to me. "Judging by the amount of the hcg hormone in your system she thinks that it may have been when you were in heat." I lurched a little in my seat my hand falling to my stomach to stop from throwing up. Five weeks. I had been pregnant for nearly five weeks and I didn't know. Ryder didn't notice for four of them. He had moved from his seat to squeeze in next to me. A hand fell to my stomach while the other pushed my hair back. I didn't want to cry so I took deep breathes to settle the need to and stop from throwing up as well. "I don't know why I couldn't sense it earlier but Riley believes that it's the vitamins that helped me to pick up on it." His fingers tickled over the material of my shirt. "I tried to tell you a number of times but I didn't know how to explain it to you." "It's ok," I said to him even though it really wasn't. I wanted him to tell me when he knew and he didn't. I wouldn't have cared if he didn't know how to explain it, I just wanted to know. Ryder didn't say anything but I knew that he knew that I was lying. He just held me in his arms and let his eyes fall on Reynolds like mine did. I watched the sporadic rise and fall of his chest and listened to the strangled sound he made. I couldn't lose him. Ryder fell asleep with his hand still on my stomach. Leaning forward and trying not to disturb Ryder's touch, I pick Reynolds hand back up. "You can't leave me alone with him." I joke with a humourless laugh. "You walked me down the aisle. You're the last family I have. I want be able to see you meet your mate and watch as you fawn over her as she carries your pup." Taking a deep breathe I look down to my own stomach. "You would've known that I was pregnant and maybe that was why you were so incessant to make sure I wasn't going to go in to the fight. I want you to be there to meet my pup." After that I couldn't say anything. I felt as if my heart had moved up into my throat. My eyes were heavy and eventually I fall asleep, Ryder's arms wrapping around me tighter. I just couldn't fall into his touch though. I just let him hold me. Me sleep was restless and the fifth time that I woke up Riley was in the room. She gave me a quick look before she continued to gently pull the bandage from his midsection. There was a lot more blood on it now then there was before. When I gagged at the sight Riley looked back to me again quickly. "Don't throw up." She said to herself more as a hope that I wouldn't. I did though and I had never bolted across a room so fast to get to the toilet. While I was throwing up the little contents of my stomach Ryder had woken up and come in behind me to hold my hair back out of my face. "I'm sorry." He whispered as he passed me a wet washcloth and helped to wipe away the sickness I still felt on my face. "It's okay." I quickly dismissed his worries. This was the whole part of being pregnant with werewolf child or not. Ryder stuck a step behind me as I walked back over to the bed beside Riley. I finally saw the large chunk that was missing from his side. The wound was bubbling a little bit of blood around the edges but I couldn't see it healing anyway at all. The muscle was torn and ragged and I knew it would take a while to heal if his wolf senses didn't kick in.