He waited for her to say something, but nothing was coming out of her, not even a movement. He continued. "She came back around three weeks ago. And..." he found it hard to say. "She's pregnant."

The towel she was holding around her body fell to the ground. As if the revelation of her coming back wasn't enough, she's pregnant.

He had met her three weeks ago, and she's now pregnant. He had been distant. Is it because of her? Because he had seen and reunited with his first mate.

"You... you're going to be a father?" She asked.

He nodded. "It's complicated... She's still my mate." 

Hearing this, she...