Chapter 147: Embarrassing Moment.

Agatha closed her eyes and moved her hand over Bryce’s body, murmuring an incantation beneath her breath.

A white, smoke-like substance emerged from her palm, spreading over him until it engulfed his entire body.

For a moment, nothing happened.

Then Bryce jerked awake, drawing a deep, involuntary breath into his lungs.

Dave and Vincent rushed toward him, but Agatha immediately stepped into their path, preventing either of them from reaching him.

"Stand several steps away," she ordered.

Her expression held no hint of satisfaction, and that alone was enough to make all three anxious. Whatever she had discovered while treating Bryce, she clearly wasn’t pleased about it.

"Is the baby okay?" they asked simultaneously, their voices overlapping as though they had rehearsed the question beforehand.

Agatha directed a displeased look at Vincent and Dave. However, when she turned toward Bryce, her expression softened.

She even smiled as she lowered herself onto the couch beside him and reached up to touch his face.

Dave and Vincent struggled to remain where they were.

"Fortunately, the baby is okay," Agatha said softly, addressing Bryce as though the other two weren’t present.

The three of them released the breaths they had been holding.

"What about Bryce?" Dave asked, unable to contain himself any longer, even though Agatha had made it abundantly clear that she wasn’t interested in speaking to them.

"Is he okay?" Vincent added, his attention fixed on Bryce.

Agatha withdrew her hand from Bryce’s face and rose to her feet. Her expression hardened as she faced them.

"Now you want to know?" she demanded. "You know, not even half an hour ago, I was having a conversation with the Moon Goddess. She was impressed by how the two of you had handled things. The wolf world is quite calm now, and everything feels peaceful. We also talked about how we don’t need to worry about Bryce because he has two men who love him and care about him deeply."

Her voice grew louder with every passing sentence.

"Only a minute later, I discover that he was on the verge of losing the baby and his life because of something as avoidable as stress. And not just ordinary stress, either. He experienced such an extreme level of stress that the shock affected him so severely, even though he is one of the strongest wolf. Are the two of you serious right now?!"

By the time she finished, her voice had risen into a full-blown scolding.

Dave and Vincent stood speechless, neither daring to defend himself.

Agatha closed her eyes and drew a deep breath, appearing to gather herself before her anger could carry her any further.

She remained silent for a moment, allowing the tension in the room to settle before opening her eyes again.

"Now that I’m calm, tell me, what happened? Is there a problem?"

"No," Bryce answered immediately. His voice came out without hesitation, as though he wanted to prevent the situation from becoming any worse. "We had an issue we needed to discuss and settle urgently. We didn’t know it would have this kind of effect."

Agatha looked at him, then shifted her attention to Dave and Vincent, studying each of them before she spoke again. This time, her voice was calmer.

"Please be careful. All of you."

They nodded in agreement.

"We will," Vincent promised quietly.

"And rest," Agatha added, turning her attention back to Bryce. "You used a lot of energy and powers earlier. You need proper rest to regenerate your energy. Make sure you eat healthy, too. Otherwise, I’ll have to take you back with me to the wolf realm so I can look after you myself, even though I know you don’t want to stay there."

"There’s really no need for that," Dave responded immediately. "We’ll look after him, and nothing like this will happen again."

His answer came so quickly that it was almost as though he feared Agatha might take Bryce away before he had another chance to stop her.

If she returned to the wolf realm with Bryce, Dave wouldn’t be able to accompany them. He could end up separated from Bryce for a long time.

Agatha regarded him with an expression that suggested she wasn’t entirely convinced by his assurance.

"You’d better keep your word."

Dave nodded, accepting the warning without argument.

"And one more thing," she continued. "No mating until the baby is born. That’s to make sure the baby stays safe."

Her announcement left all three men staring at her blankly.

Agatha glanced between them, evidently puzzled by their reaction.

"What?" she asked. "Can’t you wait that long, or do you not understand what I just said? In simple human terms, the kind you’re used to, I mean no sex until the baby is born."

Bryce felt heat rush to his face.

When he looked at Dave and Vincent, he discovered that neither of them had escaped the embarrassment. Their faces had turned red, and even the tips of their ears had taken on the same colour.

What were they even embarrassed about?

Wasn’t it a perfectly normal thing?

Who didn’t know what sex was?

And who wouldn’t know that in a relationship like theirs, they were having it?

And speaking of that, was he really going to go seven whole months without sex with these two men around him? Bryce wondered shamelessly.

He shook his head slightly. How could he even be thinking about such things when their relationship was in crisis, and he had no idea how any of it would end?

He had tried to convince himself that nothing had changed, just like Dave had assured them, that the relationship they shared was still what it had always been even after Eli’s return.

He had repeated the thought to himself enough times, hoping that if he believed it, he might eventually stop questioning everything.

But he couldn’t convince himself of that.

"I’ll head back now," Agatha announced, interrupting his thoughts. "If anything happens, reach out to me. Bryce, you have the easiest way of contacting me."

"Yeah," Bryce replied.

Agatha offered no further instructions. She transformed into her wolf form and ran out on her paws.

Tension settled over the room once Agatha was gone, leaving the three of them alone with everything they had yet to resolve.

Vincent and Dave approached Bryce, their earlier anxiety giving way to a more subdued concern.

"How are you feeling?" Vincent asked.

"Fine," Bryce answered.

"I’m sorry," Dave said, guilt evident in his voice. "I caused all that and put both you and the baby at risk."

"There’s no need to blame yourself," Vincent replied. "It was something you couldn’t just stay silent about, and none of us thought it would cause this much danger."

His response caught both Dave and Bryce off guard.

Less than an hour ago, Vincent had been so frustrated that approaching him had seemed impossible. Now, he was reassuring Dave instead of holding him responsible for what had happened.

Bryce watched them, struggling to reconcile Vincent’s current behaviour.

Then he remembered what he had heard before losing consciousness.

Dave had kissed Vincent.

Where had Dave suddenly found the courage to do that? He had been so unwilling to tell Vincent how he felt, refusing to confess even when Bryce had encouraged him to tell him.

Now, he had not only kissed Vincent but confessed his feelings, too.

And Vincent... He could simply admit that he had feelings for Dave, too, but instead, he was making it difficult to get him to admit it.

The way he had spoken about Dave kissing Eli had sounded as though the incident had affected him deeply, and it unsettled him.

Bryce’s thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

Right. Dave had kissed Eli.

Had that kiss brought his old feelings back?

Did Dave genuinely not want to return to Eli, or was he only pretending that he had moved on?

The questions began to crowd his mind, each one leading him toward another possibility he did not want to consider.

Bryce forced himself to stop.

He couldn’t afford to think about any of this right now. His body had reacted violently to the stress, and the baby had nearly paid the price.

He had no intention of risking the baby’s life again.

"I’m going to take a shower," he announced, pushing the troubling thoughts aside as he attempted to get off the couch.

Vincent rose immediately and scooped him into his arms before he could stand.

"I’m fine. I can walk," Bryce protested, but Vincent carried him anyway, making no move to put him down.

Dave stayed behind and cleaned up the blood that had dripped onto the floor and the couch.