Kenna
The morning of the royal conclave, I woke up to Yhen purring loudly. The sound reverberated through my body. Between that and the feeling of complete and total adoration that I was feeling through the bond, I woke feeling loved and cherished. That’s not new, but this morning, something is different.
I open my eyes and look up at him. Even the look on his face is different this morning. It’s possessive but also full of wonder.
“What is it?” I ask, wanting to know what has made my mate feel so different this morning.
“Look at your stomach,” he says softly, his own eyes tracking to where my stomach is pressed against his side.
I look down and smile. Almost overnight, my belly has popped out.
I gasp and slide my hand over my little baby bulge. “Our little girl is showing herself.”
