Page 82 of My Salvation

Cas frowned. “Ostrich egg…” she took out her phone.

Priest held his breath.

“Thirteen centimeters! Are you freaking kidding me!”

“Oh, Ciaran,” his mother said, shaking her head.

His father looked confused. “What? She wanted to know.”

Cas downed her second glass of wine. “You know that promise about me fucking you blind, well you can forget it, Mr. EggPenis!” she stood, wobbled, then marched out of the house.

“Fuck!” Priest banged his head on the table.

“I am so sorry, son,” his father said remorsefully.

Priest stood. “She would have found out eventually, but I was kinda hoping it would be after tonight.”

His mother pointed to the door. “Go after your mate Meredith and keep one thing in mind. Most girls think and even dream about giving birth. I can guarantee none of her dreams involved an egg that wouldn’t coo or snuggle in her arms afterward.”

He kissed his mother’s cheek. “You know everything. Thank you, Mother.”

“Anytime, son.”

Priest walked down the front walkway and looked around. She couldn’t have gone far.

He jogged back toward House Illiya and saw Eion standing in the doorway. “She here?”

Eion nodded, his mouth twitching. “For clarification, is she lamenting the fact that you only have a thirteen-centimeter penis? She was ranting so much, nothing made sense.”

Priest went to answer, and his brain shut down when he tried to do conversions. “Wait, what’s that in inches?”

Eion could barely keep from laughing. “About five inches.”

Priest exhaled. “Definitely a bit bigger there. No, she’s upset that the egg she may be laying has a circumference of thirteen centimeters.”

Eion stared. “An average birth is ten.”

“Oh.” Priest blinked. “Oh! Well, shit.”

Eion nodded. “I’ll prepare separate sleeping quarters for you across the hall.”

Priest groaned. “She may kick me out entirely.”

Eion pointed to the back. “She’s with Coll.”

Priest walked to the back of the house and eased his way into the courtyard.

Cas was sniffling, lying with her head in Coll’s lap. Coll looked up and narrowed his eyes. “All I know is she’s upset. If it’s with you, I suggest you leave,” he threatened.

He sat down across from his mate, and his heart tore at her quiet tears. “You’ve had a lot thrown at you these past two days, huh, baby?”

She nodded. He handed her the towel-wrapped bread. Wordlessly she opened it and began munching on the snack.

He looked at Coll. “She’s afraid she’ll lay an egg because she’s mated to an eagle shifter.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Coll scoffed.

Cas sat up. “It is?”

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