Maisie
Frowning, I glanced down at myself.
My belly wasn't round yet, but I could feel the life growing inside me, could hear the tiny pulse. I was... pregnant. Right. I was.
I pressed a hand to my stomach. It felt new, which was odd, considering, I couldn't remember the last time I hadn't been pregnant. Regina and Jenny thought if I didn't tie my tubes soon, I was going to repopulate the earth with Lycans.
Juliette thought my mates had tricked my body into loving pregnancy, because they were so good at taking care of everything, and more importantly, they were exceptional at taking care of me.
And now, my ovaries were in love with them.
"Do you feel alright, Your Highness?"
My gaze slid back towards Lana, her hands folded primly in front of her and her shoulders curved in as she awaited my response, my orders.
Something about that felt off, too.
No. That wasn't right.
Lana had been my maid for months, hadn't she?
