Chapter 117. A Packborn Pregnancy

A heat of embarrassment flushed my cheeks as I realized what he meant. My mother had to have trusted him fully to allow such a union with her animal form—an act almost unthinkable outside of established mates. The notion set my pulse racing.

Marku cleared his throat and continued, “I don’t think my mark alone sufficed, because I’ve had the privilege—rare as it is—of intimate moments with other werewolves in their human forms. Several of them were not in heat, and none of those encounters led to pregnancy. In fact, I’ve only ever been with two wolves. I believe that the turning point was that night with your mother, inside her body.”

I sat very still, my mind buzzing with conflicting sensations.

Daniel shifted beside me, keen to steer the conversation forward. “What happened after that night?” he asked.

“I asked Natalie to stay,” Marku replied. “I wanted more time with both her and her wolf. I even offered to aid her quest to find the mage she sought. But she