Chapter 109. You Don't Have a Mate

"The violet and cerulean smoke?!" Hycinth breathed. She seemed to understand more than I did. I had no idea what the hell colored smoke she was talking about.

The Oracle nodded in approval. "Yes. That is correct. You bore his child at that moment."

Hycinth's mouth dropped open. It took her a minute to close it. The shock never left her expression as she asked incredulously, "Are you telling me that was when Leander got me pregnant...even before we had sex?!"

What she said sounded like nonsense, but I had no details on the ceremony preparation, so for the moment, I just listened.

The older shewolf nodded again.

"Does it always h-happen that way for the mating ceremony?" Hycinth stuttered.

"No. Never has it happened in such a manner. Usually, conception occurs during intercourse."

Hycinth blinked, stunned silent, finally out of questions.

"This smoke that you are referring to, the thing that got Hycinth pregnant...what was in it?" I aske