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He destroyed her nest.

I open my eyes. “Alpha Rylan.”

“What?”

“She's nesting.”

He frowns. “She's what?”

“Nesting.” He stares at me. I stare back. Then I start laughing.

“Darian.”

I shake my head. “A pregnant shewolf will attack someone for destroying their nest that they are getting ready for their pups. You've been destroying her nest by moving her pillows?”

“I thought she was in danger. I was trying to help.”

I laugh harder. My ribs protest.

“Fuck.” Alpha Rylan looks offended. “It's not that funny.”

“It is.”

He folds his arms. I take a breath. “Alright. Alright.” I look at him.

“It's a natural instinct for a pregnant shewolf. She wants a place that feels safe. Somewhere she can rest, keep things close, and prepare for the pup.”

Alpha Rylan's expression changes. “And Selena's a Lycan.”

I nod. “Which means those instincts are probably considerably stronger.”

He looks away. I can almost see him remembering every pillow he's moved.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Yeah.”

He rubs a hand over his face. “I thought I was helping.”

“I know.” I stand.

“Come on.”

He looks up. “Where are we going now?”

“The hospital.”

His eyes narrow. “Why?”

“Because you need more education than I can give you.”

*****

The doctor looks between us, then at Alpha Rylan. “You've been moving her nest?”

Alpha Rylan closes his eyes. I look away.

The doctor clears his throat. “Alpha, nesting is a natural part of pregnancy. For a Lycan, those instincts can be considerably stronger. Your mate is preparing a space where she feels safe and comfortable.”