“Sorry, but I was busy tracking down the doctor who I figured you wanted to... talk to.” Daniel cocked his eyebrow at Sloan,then glanced at Duncan with a nod. “Have you filled everyone in on what’s going on?”
“Where the fuck is he?” Sloan’s voice had turned deadly, his eyes black as night.
“Is everyone else in the dark, or am I just a dumbass?” Sid said before Daniel could answer. “I swear, first I was in the dark about Jared being a former Dark Guardian. Then I was the last to know about Daniel being the Demon Slayer. I feel like the redheaded stepchild of the group.”
“Jesus,” Jared chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t worry, Sid. You aren’t alone this time. I have no fucking clue what they’re talking about.”
Becky swallowed hard as Daniel’s eyes met hers, then went to Sloan. “It might be best if they know, and believe me, they need to know because this affects those with human mates.”
That comment had Sid sitting up straighter. “What about my mate?”
“Not just yours.” Daniel stepped back next to Duncan and leaned against the wall looking back at Sloan. “And as for the doctor... well, seems he decided to take an early retirement and is currently hiding out in Florida where King and Amara took Joey for vacation. Small world, huh?”
Becky’s hands twisted together nervously. “You know what happened to me, don’t you?” she asked Daniel, and knew the answer before he confirmed it.
He didn’t answer right away, just continued to stare at her. “I do.”
She wanted to scream at him to tell her right now, but then again, she didn’t know if she really wanted to know. Sometimes ignorance was bliss. What if it was what she feared most? What if, while she was under, someone had—. Her stomach rolled hard, bile rising in her throat before she could even finish the thought.
“What in the actual fuck is going on?” Sid burst out, sounding annoyed to be in the dark once again.
“I’m pregnant,” Becky snapped, then instantly realized what she had done when the room went so silent she could hear the ringing in her ears.
Sloan slammed his hand on the desk as he stood. Becky nearly jumped out of her chair.
“Everybody out! Now!”
“No.” Becky stood, shaking her head, realizing what a total mess this was turning out to be. All of it was coming too fast. Daniel had found the doctor and knew what had happened to her. The Warriors were staring at her with Sloan looking seconds away from destroying the room, and God help her, she wanted this over. Over and done.
“Becky,” Sloan warned, but Becky wasn’t having it.
“You promised me, Sloan.” She narrowed her eyes at him, then turned toward the Warriors. “It’s a lot, and honestly, I’d rather rip my tongue out than do this, but if it can save your mates from what I’ve gone through, then I will.”
“Did someone—” Damon’s low growl filled the room as he stared at Becky.
Again, Becky swallowed back the bile rising in her throat. Her nausea was working overtime as her eyes went to Damon and then around the room, meeting the golden questioning eyes staring back at her. “I don’t know,” she whispered, then looked at Daniel.
“No, she wasn’t,” Daniel answered for her, his gaze never leaving hers.
The words hit Becky so hard her knees gave out as she collapsed back into the chair. Her hands flew to her face, sobs of relief tearing from her before she could stop them. Sloan was there instantly, pulling her out of the chair and into his arms, holding her tight against him as the room stayed deathly silent around them.
“Guys let’s give them a minute,” Sid said as if making up for joking around and making light of a situation he knew nothing about.
“No,” Becky croaked against Sloan’s chest. “I’m fine.”
Becky pushed away from Sloan, wiping her eyes. Katrina had rushed up with a tissue, then took her in her arms and hugged her tight before letting her go. “You are the bravest woman I’ve ever known,” Katrina whispered, then backed up, but stayed close.
Her words brought fresh tears, but Becky managed a weak smile before looking up at Sloan. “I’m fine, really.” She then turned to Daniel, needing to know before she said anything else. “Then the only other explanation is they used my frozen eggs.”
“They tried,” Daniel said, then sighed. “Do you mind if I explain?”
“Please.” Becky nodded, reaching back to grab Sloan’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “I’m as in the dark as Sid.”
A few chuckles filled the room, then stopped immediately when Sloan growled. He obviously wasn’t finding this funny at all. And it wasn’t funny, but Becky was so confused she didn’t know what else to do except hold on to whatever kept her from falling apart.
“What do you mean they tried?” Becky frowned, not understanding at all.
“If she’s pregnant, then the only explanation is implantation of her frozen eggs,” Slade said, finally breaking his silence.