Mated to Dragons novel

---- 94. LUCAS It looked like they had been caught doing something they shouldn't be doing. Raising an eyebrow, I stepped further into the room with Mason right behind me. He closed the door softly behind him and hurried over to the desk to pull Angel into his arms. I watched in amusement as he placed kisses all over her face until she was laughing and wiggling in his arms to get away. "s-stop," she cried. My eyes darted back to Nate in question.

"Nalan emailed Angel her family tree." "She didn't make arrangements for a meeting?" I asked him. He shook his head. "She told her to email her all the questions she has, and Nalan will try her best to answer them." "Put me down Mason," Angel cried. "I'm going to puke on you if you keep spinning me." Mason pulled a face and instantly placed her on her feet. ---- Angel laughed as she fixed her clothes.

"I guess you're never going to be on diaper duty then." Her words made the air catch in my throat. My eyes snapped to Nate in question. He gave me a slight nod. My shoulders slumped. Of course , I knew about the life growing inside our mate. I hadn't said a word to any of them. I wanted to wait until I was sure that her body wouldn't reject the fetus. She was still in the early stages of pregnancy , and so far, the fetus was doing good.

Angel's eyes locked with mine as she slowly made her way over to me. There was uncertainty in her blue eyes. It was almost as if she was scared of how I was going to react. She stopped a few inches in front of me and swallowed loudly. I waited, but Angel continued to remain silent. Taking a step forward, I wrapped an arm around her waist and jerked her body against mine. My head lowered, but I didn't kiss her like she expected. I pressed my face to the crook of her neck and hugged her tightly.

With my nose pressed to her skin, I could pick up the slight change in her scent. Soon, everybody would be ---- able to smell it. "Are you okay?" she asked me. I frowned. "Why do you ask?" "Tt's just...Arabella...you lost your baby with her." I pulled away to frown down at her. "It was never mine," I told her softly. Her eyes darted over my face. Gripping her chin, I tugged her face up a few inches as I lowered my face to capture her lips in a slow kiss.

One of my hands moved from her hip to her stomach. "Are you happy?" I questioned her. She nodded. "Are you?" Ismiled. "Yes." Hooking an arm under her knees, I hoisted her up against my chest and walked over to take a seat on the couch with her on my lap. "What did the doctor say?" I questioned. "Between five and eight weeks pregnant," Nate answered. "Baby is growing as it should. Mom is healthy as well." "Good." Inuzzled my cheek against hers.