She tried to push his dismissal out of her thoughts. She had other things to focus on now, like the tiny baby that was growing inside her.
Heading for her room, she wanted to start making preparations. Time for her was all too critical and way too short.
Wulf entered his room and closed the door. He needed a little time alone to digest everything he'd been told.
He was going to be a father.
The child would remember him. But what if the child was more Apollite than Cassandra? Genetics was a weird science and he had lived long enough to see just how bizarre it could be. Look at Chris. No one had looked so much like Erik since Erik's son had died more than twelve hundred years before. Yet Christopher was the very image of Wulf's brother.
Chris even possessed Erik's temperament and bearing. They could be the same man.
And what if his child turned Daimon one day? Could he hunt and kill his own son or daughter?
The thought made him cold inside. It terrified him.
Wulf didn't know what to do. He needed advice. Someone who could help him sort through this. Picking up his phone, he called Talon.
No one answered.
Cursing, he only knew of one other person who might help. Acheron.
The Atlantean answered on the first ring. "What happened?"
He scoffed at Ash's cynicism. "No 'hi, Wulf, how's it going'?"
"I know you, Viking. You only call whenever there's a problem. So what's up? You have trouble hooking up with Cassandra?"
"I'm going to be a father."
Total silence answered him. It was nice to know the news stunned Ash as much as it had stunned him.
"Well, I guess the answer to my question is a big no, huh?" Ash asked finally. He paused again before asking. "Are you okay?"
"So you're not surprised at the fact that I made a woman pregnant?"
"No. I knew you could."
Wulf's jaw went slack as rage gripped him tightly. Ash had known all this time? "You know, that information could have been vital to me, Ash. Damn you for not telling me this before now."
"What would it have changed had I told you? You would have spent the last twelve centuries paranoid of ever touching a woman for fear of making her pregnant and then her not remembering you as the father. You've had enough on you as it is. I didn't see the point in adding that too."
Wulf was still angry. "What if I made someone else pregnant?"
"You haven't."
"How do you know?"
"Believe me, I do. Had you ever made anyone pregnant, I would have told you. I'm not so big an ass as to withhold something that important."
Yeah, right. If Ash would withhold this, then there was no telling what other vital things the Atlantean had failed to mention. "And I'm supposed to trust you now after you've just admitted lying to me?"
"You know, I think you've been talking to Talon too much. Suddenly you two sound like the same person. Yes, Wulf, you can trust me. And I never lied to you. I just omitted a few facts."
Wulf didn't say anything in response. But he would love to have Ash in front of him long enough to beat the hell out of him for this.
"So how's Cassandra dealing with her pregnancy?" Ash asked.
Wulf went cold. There were times when Ash was truly spooky. "How did you know Cassandra was the mother?"