Did Eren Got Historia Pregnant Novels & Stories

ERIN I slammed the door in Cassandra Silvermoon's face. Through the wood, I heard her sharp intake of breath, then nothing. Rain hammered the roof like bullets. My hand stayed on the deadbolt, shaking. The woman who'd replaced me, who'd stood beside Marty at pack meetings while I served drinks to wolves who wouldn't meet my eyes—she knew about the pregnancy. She knew about the Moonblood line. She knew everything. My phone buzzed. Maya, still on the line somehow. "Erin? What's happening?"

"And I never thought you would be the mother of my two children." I gasp. "Two children?" He tucks his tongue in his cheek, his face flushing a little. "I-if you agree." My cheeks heat up. "Y-you want a baby?" I ask excitedly and unbelievably. Eren nods, shyly. "I was not here when you were pregnant and when Erden was born..." He looks down, his eyes begin to tear up. "I want to live this experience with you and I'm too excited about it."

This is what we’ve been craving! Her response hit me like a punch to the gut. 'We can't do this for now, Zela,'* she replied softly, with no longer the usual commanding roar but gentle, almost tender. ‘Our pups could be at risk. We need to protect them until they’re born.' A gasp escaped my lips. I stumbled back, falling onto a nearby log, stunned. ‘Pups?’ I whispered aloud. ‘What are you talking about, Era?’ I only slept with Erico once and that was long ago. How did we end up pregnant?

Valeria's POV A bitter laugh escaped her. "Eren is a horrible man and we will never be able to tell how his mind works. The investigator found out that Eren cut off all connection with his mistress and I'm just speculating but I think he tried to harm her because she fled to a small town in Rhode Island and laid low for a couple of years." I listened silently. "She got married there, had a bunch of kids and is divorced now." There wasn't even a trace of sympathy in her voice anymore.

"Understood." That old weight of apprehension burrowed its way into her chest before she could turn away. Being a De Luca had taught her to wear masks, to play whatever part her family had set out for her. But tonight, something felt off-some trap she could not see, waiting, poised. Life was never so complicated as it was in that very instant-when the news of her pregnancy had to be kept secret from the family, for the time being. **************

“Spill the beans, sis.” Taking a deep breath, I settle the tin cup back on the table and recount most of the events of the past month. I do leave out the parts about her, seeing as that’s too much a burden for her to bear at that moment. I figure it’s something I can discuss with her once she’s back home and less stressed. Once I’m done, I breathe a sigh of relief. Lana looks stunned. “So, the prophecy was bullshit?” Lana asks. I nod. “Well, only the part about me getting pregnant. But yep, Fallon was the Erue.”

Erin whispered. The witch's eyes fluttered open. "No, Erin...it's not just her power," she gasped. "I sensed two energies...clashing." Erin's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" The witch's gaze drifted, her thoughts racing. "It can't be...yet..." "Aria...she's..." The witch's voice trailed off. Erin's impatience grew. "Speak, old one!" The witch's eyes locked onto Erin's. "Aria...is pregnant."

"Because if I find out you’re playing both sides, I’ll burn this place down with both of us in it." A long pause. Then Martha picked up her phone and dialed. "Aaron. Yes, it’s me. I have someone here who says she’s pregnant with your child. Vivienne. Yes. She’s here right now." There was silence on her end. Her gaze never left mine. "I see. Well. That clears up a few things. We’ll talk soon." She ended the call. "He confirmed it," she said. "Said it was a mistake." "It wasn’t."

“You’re actually pregnant.” “Yes,” I whispered. Eric stared at me for a long moment, his expression flashed through shock, hurt, and something that looked like betrayal. Then he let out a bitter laugh. “I can’t believe this,” he said, shaking his head. “You left a few months ago, and you’re already pregnant with another man’s child?” He took a step back, laughing in disbelief. “Really, Iris? That fast? You barely even knew him. Hell, a complete stranger sweeps in and suddenly you’re carrying his child? What were you thinking?”

To leave something for her dying first love, my wife, Elara Wynn, decides to carry two babies at once, implanting his previously frozen embryo while she's already pregnant with our child. On the day of the procedure, she even stations 50 bodyguards outside, convinced I'll show up and try to stop her. But I never come. Once the embryo is successfully implanted, she finally relaxes. She doesn't understand why I'm making such a big deal out of it. All she wants is to leave something that belongs to her first love. She doesn't see anything wrong with that. Afterward, she comes to find me and says, as if she's doing me a favor, "Callum, aren't you happy I'm carrying twins now? Try to be the bi