Chapter 41: Iris Miller

Forty-one

Iris Miller

“You know I’ve seen a lot of weird sh*t in my day, but I don’t think I’ve ever said anything this weird.” Lupe looked me up and down, like she was seeing something completely out of this world. Which was saying something because Lupe was a witch who had grown up around Immortals and magic. And the only thing I had done was get pregnant at an alarmingly fast rate. So, her looking at me so weird wasn’t exactly the reaction that I wanted to.

“Oh, come on. I’m just pregnant. That’s it. It can’t be that weird, can it?” I asked.

Lupe frowned. “Werewolves have fast pregnancies, but they’re not this fast. You just lost your virginity yesterday. That’s it. This is just…bizarre.”

Celestine coughed. “The things not like…a mutant, right?”

I glared at her. “Celestine!”