Novel & Cerita Pregnant Step Sis

Isla's POV: My husband, Declan, was on the bed, but he wasn't alone. My stepsister, Sienna, was straddling him, her blonde hair cascading over her bare shoulders, her hands tangled in his hair, her mouth on his. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer like he couldn't get enough. The pregnancy results slipped from my fingers, fluttering to the floor. They didn't notice me at first. I stood there, frozen in the doorway, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. My hand moved instinctively to my stomach, to the tiny life growing inside me that I'd been so excited to tell him about.

"If we keep doing this, you know, this way, you're going to get pregnant. That can't happen." "You're right, It can't." Now it was my time to give her a dubious look. I ran through all the possibilities of what she might mean and came up empty. As far as I knew, going bareback with my step sister was as unsafe as any other woman. "It won't happen," Soraya said, so firmly I almost believed her. "Brothers and step sisters can't have babies. So we won't." "We very much can if we're not careful," I said.

“Well, Steph is on bed rest. She is 5 months pregnant and has to be careful. She had a few miscarriages, but this one is sticking, and she is doing everything she can to protect her and Xavier’s baby.” I hug her and tell her I will see her later, “Deeds, you’d better take care of my cousin,” I say. I walked over towards my boys, but before I could get closer, they all ran to me, wrapped their strong arms around me, and started crying with happy tears. “Our sister, look at her. She is all grown up,” Guy says. “Aww, look at her chubby cheeks,” Gabe says. “Honey, you’re glowing. Were you doing some naughty things with Alpha over there?” Duke says, pointing towards Sage.

“Let me do it. You can eat and get ready for work.” Sierra was stunned for a moment as she watched her friend drying her hair. “I forgot to tell you, but I’ve made an appointment with the doctor to start your pregnancy program. We’ll begin next week if that’s okay with you.” Sierra felt a heavy weight on her mind as she heard Callie’s words. If only she knew... Sierra nodded. “Whatever you think is best. I just want my money so I can finally be free of my father’s damn debts,” she replied calmly.

A buy-one-get-one-free for the wife and the whore. I almost laughed. Later that day, I went to the hospital for a checkup. My morning sickness had worsened. I held the appointment slip in my hand and walked slowly, one step at a time, reminding myself to breathe. Just a checkup, I told myself. Just make sure the baby is fine. I was turning the corner toward the obstetrics wing when voices reached me. Familiar ones. I stopped without thinking. I froze, pressing my back against the wall. “…are you insane?” The female voice snapped. I recognized it right away. Sofia’s. My step mother. Her voice carried easily down the corridor. “She is pregnant, Mateo. Pregnant. Do you know what that means? Tha

I said, holding onto my sis wrist. Her eyes fluttered in anticipation, “And what was that?” “Huhm…..one of us is pregnant.” I responded. “What? You ?” She questioned. “No, it’s Gigi.” I responded, sounding disappointed. “She was raped back then at her pack, it was surprising not knowing until the pack doctor diagnosed her.” I explained. “What’s she going to do then? Being a slave with a pup, that was a synonym of hell.” She said. “Yeah I know, and that’s why I will be needing your help and support.” I said, biting my fist.

SELENA’S POV When the Elder ladies came to inform me it was time for the ritual my feet suddenly went cold because I had no idea what to expect for my little one Sisi. I sat on the couch dressed in white same as her waiting for the moon to grow in its fullness before we embark on this sacred journey to making Sisi bond with her wolf, I never got the privileged of experiencing all of these so looking at it now makes it feel strange or rather not right to my thoughts. The Elder mother had her veil covered to her eyes, leaving only small spaces for her to breathe, see and talk.

Looked at me. "Then you're pregnant. And we figure out what that means. One step at a time." "I don't know how to do this." "Nobody knows how to do it until they do it." He closed the fridge and came to sit across from me. "My sister didn't know how to be pregnant either. She figured it out. You will too." "Your sister had support. A partner. Family." "You have me. And you have three mates who would want to support you if they knew."

Before I could finish, Hazel stepped on my belly with the tip of her high heel. "Why are you even wasting time on this woman, Ethan? Let's kill that baby and go earn some credit with Grandpa." A wave of searing pain shot through my abdomen. I could feel the baby twisting in panic inside me, and terror—unlike anything I'd ever known—flooded my chest. I looked up at them, pleading. "Please… Don't hurt my baby…" Hazel lifted her phone and aimed it at me, saying, "Get on your knees, bark like a dog, and say you're filthy. Do that, and maybe I'll spare your baby."

She slipped her arm through his and said sweetly, "Since Noelle's already urging us, let's just hurry and get this done." Then, she rubbed her stomach with a pitiful expression. "The doctor said I'm not in good health. There's a chance of premature labor. If the baby comes and we haven't gotten married, does that mean my baby will become a love child?" Jensen stopped hesitating at once. He carefully guided her into the car and even buckled her seatbelt for her. Meanwhile, I had to waddle to the backseat on my own, one hand holding my belly, the other bracing my back.