My Mafia Mate
I blurted out from behind him.
My heart was racing in my ears. He abruptly stopped dancing and turned to look at me.
“Sure boss, what’s up,” he said, his face turning to stone once he registered it was me.
“Is my mate pregnant,” I asked, quite serious.
I waved to Emilia, indicating he should check her out. I remember that Mikhail began his career for the Solonik family as a tracker, he was one of the absolute best. He could smell things that most wolves couldn’t, and an early pregnancy would be certainly one of those things.
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