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Lorcan guides Ember to Anders and me as she grumbles she has no use for hyperfertility.

“You do not.” He chuckles. “Not yet, anyway, but I can be patient. I have a feeling you’ll gain many of those on the fence about your rule simply by flouncing through the forest and enjoying the full moon.”

Ember shrugs. “As long as I don’t have to be pregnant for it to work… I’m all for it.”

Fuck me.

There’s something a little too primal about the urge to fuck her full of my baby, but I’ll have to settle for practicing for the next few decades.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Anders

The day goes a lot more smoothly than I’m expecting. We even manage a nap after Ember’s mother and aunt leave. I’m not sure the witch is biologically related to her, but they share some type of familial connection, and that’s good enough for me.

The moon hangs low in the sky, and my wolf is antsy. He’s never pushed to be let free on the full moon. At least, not to this level of dominating my thoughts.

My lion couldn’t care less about the moon cycle, so he lets my wolf take center stage, which is rare enough on its own.

I’m not complaining, though. It’ll be nice to chase Ember through the woods, no matter my form.

Veryn and Lorcan are around, but they don’t approach with us.

Having Ember’s hand wrapped in mine makes my shoulders pull back with pride as I examine the crowd to ensure they have only the purest of intentions.

Sofia spots us and rushes over. “I heard you made quite the impression on everyone this afternoon.” She smiles softly. “The pack hasn’t felt this hopeful in a long time.”

I run my thumb over Ember’s wrist, squeezing her hand. “Good.”

“They were kind of a tough crowd,” Ember says, chuckling awkwardly. “But I’m glad to hear it.”

Sofia glances over her shoulder at Bryant, Toby, and Kent before refocusing on us. “Congratulations, I’m so happy for the two of you.” She moves to give me a hug and kinda lingers next to Ember. “Can I hug you?”

Ember drops my hand and wraps my sister in a hug.

“She’s just trying to soak up all your baby-making pheromones.” I chuckle at the glare Sofia shoots my way.

“I wanted to hug my new sister-in-law, but yes, there are a fair number of other females waiting for their chance, if you don’t mind.” Sofia gestures toward a small cluster of women near the front of the crowd. “Most are humans who’ve had no luck conceiving with their mates, but there’s also a fox shifter and fae.”

Ember’s eyes widen as she steps back. “I really don’t want to give anyone false hope, but I’m willing to try. Have them come over.”

My sister’s face breaks out into a bright smile. “That’s perfect. Let me snag them.”

Ember turns, burying her face in my bare chest. “I’m so afraid they’re going to get their hopes up for nothing.”

“Hope is never a bad thing,” I assure her, sliding my hand down the back of Veryn’s T-shirt. It’s the only thing she’s currently clothed in because we’ll all be shifting in a few minutes. Her fingers dig into my sides as she nods against my skin.

I will my cock to behave. These thin sweats won’t do shit to hide my dick if I get a hard-on.

Kent runs up, squealing his hello, and I pull Ember’s back to my chest to block my misbehaving cock.

Jesus Christ.

Even scenting her is a problem, with how potent her pheromones are.

It’s always strange watching a crowd of shifters change into their animal forms. Not that I’ve been here all that long, but I’m shocked to see there are actually three foxes, two bears, and two panthers. It’s even cuter to see the five kids in their wolf forms.

Ember’s wolf does a double take when she spots mine. I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing, but she dips her head and approaches slowly. Her tongue flicks out, and she licks at my muzzle.

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