Killian squeezed my hand, but I couldn’t look at him yet. I was too busy trying to stop the room from spinning.
Twins.
I had kids growing inside me. Two of them.
“Oh my goddess,” I whispered.
That’s when I felt her.
Hella.
A gentle ripple across the inside of my chest, like warm smoke curling behind my ribs. Not speaking exactly, not words, but emotion. Amusement. Mischief. Joy.
“You knew,” I hissed internally. “You knew and kept it for yourself!.”
A soft, sheepish hum in response.
“I wanted to surprise you. Silly.”
But it wasn’t mean. Not cruel. Just... soft. Kind of nice, honestly. Knowing that my own damn dragon had tried to cheer me up. Like she knew this moment would land better if I was caught off guard, too shell-shocked to bolt.
I sniffed, annoyed and touched all at once
