The moment the food touched my stomach, everything turned.
Nick stiffened beside me and shot up at once. His usual careless expression was gone in an instant. "You only ate fish. Why are you reacting like this? Don't tell me…" He froze, then blurted, "Are you carrying?"
His words hit like a sharp strike.
A cold wave ran through me.
There was no time to think further. I pushed back my chair and rushed toward the restroom, barely holding myself together. The bond pressure in the room felt distant as my body took over, instincts overriding everything else.
I barely made it in time.
The world blurred as I emptied everything, my hands gripping the sink and then the toilet as my body refused to settle. When it finally eased, I stayed still for a moment, breathing hard, trying to steady myself.
Then I felt him.
Ashton was there.
