The Girl with Silver Eyes by Kaitlyn Fetterman (best feel good books .TXT) 📖

Carter's POV

I froze when the words sunk in. What? I got her pregnant? What? I loved the fact that I would be a dad but I really wasn't thrilled to hear I was going to be one at eighteen. I should've known to buy some condoms and use them but who would think I would get her pregnant? I shook my head, I wanted proof.
"I don't think so"
She pulled a pregnancy test out of her purse and handed it to me. "Go prove it. I've had kids, son, don't you think I would know. You left for barely twelve hours and she cries because you aren't with her, the puke, I am 100% positive she's pregnant"
I shook my head. "She can't be I mean..."
"Have you used a condom?"
This is not the conversation you ever want to have with your mother. I shook my head.
"Is she on Birth Control?"
I shook my head.
"Then it is possible, son"
I shook my head. "But"
I was having a very hard time believing that I got her pregnant. That was bad, she wasn't even eighteen yet, I mean she would be in five months but, still. I shook my head back and forth and was about to say something when Emily came in the door with a worried look on her face.
"She wants you, now"
I pushed past her and walked into my room. The bucket was already at least a forth full and I gasped when I saw her face. Just by her face I could tell she was sick, it wasn't the normal pale white, it was a light green. It was very faint but I could tell because I had seen every inch of her and she was different.
"See, I'm telling you she is"
"Is what?" Emily asked.
I whispered in her ear. "She thinks Emma is pregnant"
She gasped. "No way"
"Keep it down, Emma doesn't know. Don't mention it to her either"
She nodded but had a huge smile on her face. I might regret telling her.
"Carter, come here"
I went over to her and pecked both her cheeks before looking into her eyes. "Yes?"
"I want to know what your mom told you, please. Maybe it will make me feel better" she whispered.
"No, I doubt it will"
"Please, Carter" she begged.
I could never say no to her when she begged and I just couldn't speak. I don't think she wanted a child and I know I didn't. Well, if I was nineteen or twenty maybe but not eighteen and Alpha of a pack.
"Carter?"
"I'm sorry, baby, I can't. Maybe tomorrow morning but not right now, I'm trying to take it in myself"
She took my face in her weak shaking hands. I shuddered when I thought I was the cause of this. "Please Carter?"
It took all my power to shake my head. To say no to her. I had never done it before, not after we completed the mating process. It was harder then I thought.
Then she did what I couldn't resist. "Carter"
He moaning my name was all it took. I couldn't not tell her now, I had to tell her. Right when I was about to tell her she dropped her hands.
"In the morning when I wake up. I want you to tell me"
I nodded then kissed her forehead. "Goodnight"
She nodded then she was out. I got off the bed and walked downstairs, I needed to sit down and think about all this. I mean what do you do when your mom tells you that your mate is pregnant with your child. Or at least I hope to god it's my child, wait why am I thinking negative? She hasn't had sex with anyone but me, well willingly that is. It had to be mine, it was too late to be Josh's because from what Emma said he raped her ten months ago. Since those ten months she met me and I don't have to rape her to get her in my bed. She going there willingly.
"Carter" Emily said sitting down on the couch across from me. "How are you doing?"
"I don't know, Emily. How am I supposed to be when my mom tells me that I got my mate pregnant. Then all these thought about how it might not be mine run through my mind, so tell me Emily how should I be?"
"It is yours, she told me herself that you and Josh are the only one's that she has ever had sex with. I know it's not Josh's so it has to be yours."
"Surprisingly, I think knowing I'm going to be a father is the highlight of my day. Actually no, her telling me she loves me was but it's a second"
"Bad day?"
"Terrible"
"Is there anything any of us can do?"
"Yes, go get that baby out of Emma's stomach before she finds out." I said. "Actually no don't do that."
"I wasn't going to anyways. Think about it Carter, you are going to be a dad. Didn't you look up to your dad when you were growing up, probably still do. When people say 'that's a cute baby' you'll be able to think that part of you is in that baby."
I considered that. Part of me was in that baby and it would look up to me all throughout it's life but I couldn't bring myself to not feel guilty. "Yes, I know but I still feel guilty."
"Don't. It's going to love you just like Emma does and just think you'll have a family. Being a parent will be great"
"Thanks Emily, that actually helped."
"It's what I'm here for."
I got up and turned around only to see Emma walking down the stairs, looking perfectly fine. I instantly went over to her and she hugged me.
"Carter, I feel better"
"Emma, you were just puking your guts out. How can you be better already?"
"I don't know, maybe it passed."
"I hope so"
"So can you tell me what this big breathtaking secret is? I'm dying to know. Please tell me"
I sighed. She really did want to know and I didn't want to keep it from her any longer, I mean she was it's mother. It was in her right now, if it was there. Which I still wasn't convinced she was pregnant. "Sit down"
We sat down on the couch and I took a deep breath. How do you tell your mate that she's pregnant and to pee on the stick to tell for sure. How the hell do you say that?
"I'll handle it." Emily said. "Emma, your future mother-in-law has a theory about you being so clingy to Carter, throwing up and all."
"Well what is it?"
"We think you're pregnant"
She took a minute to consider it then shook her head. "No, I can't be, Can I?"
She directed the question at me but I didn't want to speak, she might get mad at me for getting her pregnant.
"Carter?"
I turned to look at her. "Yes?"
"Can I be pregnant?"
"You can be, but if you are I don't know"
She swallowed loudly. "And your okay with that?"
"What do you mean by okay?"
"Your not going to run off and find someone else? Not going to..." I cut her off, I didn't want to hear her theories.
"I'm not going anywhere whether you're pregnant or not. I'm the one that got you pregnant anyways." I said. "Right?"
"Right what?"
"It would be mine, right?"
She smacked my arm. "No shit sherlock. No it's this guy's that I met in a dark alley, of course it's yours"
I smiled.
My mom walked up behind her and handed her the pregnancy test. She took my hand and pulled me to the closest bathroom. I waited outside the door because she wanted me to know first if she was or not.
When she came out and showed me the results my heart dropped. She was pregnant. I was going to be a father. She was going to be a mother.
"Well..." Emily said at the same time Emma said the same thing.
"She's pregnant." I said.
The room fell silent and I looked into Emma's eyes. Her eyes showed pain, and hurt, and to know that I did that to her broke my heart.
"Emma" I started.
"No, I'm fine"
"No, Emma. I'm sorry, I..."
"That's your problem?" she asked her voice flat. "That's why you look like you just saw a ghost then your love broke your heart? You think I blame you"
"Why wouldn't you blame me? It takes two to make a baby, Emma" I reminded her making her smile. That was a start.
"I'm not mad or upset or anything bad. I'm surprised, nothing else. I don't blame you, Carter. Like you said it takes two to make a baby, I had thought of this possibility but didn't think I'd get pregnant"
"I'm still sorry. If you want to ignore me or hit me with something, go ahead, I don't blame you." Yes, I didn't want her to ignore me but if it made her happy, I'd survive.
"I'm not mad, Carter. I still love you just as much as I did all day today, if not more. Basically everyone has children, Carter, it will just be a little harder considering we're younger."
I sighed. She wasn't a normal seventeen year old that's for sure, she was better, in more ways then one. "Thank you Emma"
I wrapped my arms around her barely even touching her. She pulled away and glared at me. She was mad at me, great. "What?"
"Stop treating me like glass, Carter. I'm not going to break"
I wrapped my arms around her again but didn't treat her like I had before. She hugged me back and it felt really good to know that she didn't hate me or even get mad at me for getting her pregnant. I felt loved. Which I would be by two people now.
"Um, you two do know that for werewolves you're only pregnant for four months, right?" my mom asked.
"No" Emma said. "But that's good right? Less time with it in my stomach"
"Yeah, I suppose" she said.
"It's going to be alright, I promise"
She looked up at my face. "I know it will be, because you're here." she whispered. "I love you, Carter"
"I love you too, Emma" I said. I looked into her eyes and saw that she really did love me, with all her heart. I was going to have a hard time sharing her, she was too amazing to share. But I would do it, because even though it was probably going to take some of Emma's attention away from me, I still loved it. It has part of me in it, how could I not.