Page 127 of Lost Girl

I should’ve known. Now I feel like subconsciously I knew it would happen all along. When I spilled inside her at the same moment she fell over the edge. That very image when I marked her, I felt the entire world spin on its axis.

Everything shifted, even felt a shift inside me.

“Before I say another word, I have to know.” Cupping her face, I bore my gaze into her, searching for the answer in her eyes. “Tell me this is good?”

Wendy hums, gentle hands wrapping around my wrists. “Stellar. Everything with you is good, love. Everything.”

Fuck. Yes.

I can’t even help the relieved breath that whooshes out between my lips. Her feelings about the miscarriage might’ve been under different circumstances, but I can’t lie and say I wasn’t a tad panicked there for a second.

“What did Ward say?” I press.

“Other than to take it easy on my feet and avoid heavy lifting these first few weeks, he thinks everything should be perfectly fine.”

Everything should be perfectly fine.Sounds like music to my fucking ears, renewing that sense of pride, my chest puffing up as I pull her in for a swift kiss.

“I told you I was going to mark the ever-loving fuck out of you, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did,daddy.”

She’s trying to kill me...

A thick chuckle reverberates from within, heading shaking reverently. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a daddy. Got my girl and our house, too? What the hell did I do to deserve all of this?”

“You know exactly what you did.” She smiles, playing back everything in a reel. Every single moment from the very first.

“That was all fate, baby. From the night they pulled you into my world, I felt you. There was this breeze rolling in with the tide, and it just gave me this feeling...like something was coming, something was about to happen. That something was you...and baby wolf.”

Wendy’s eyes light up all the more with that last bit. “Ilovethat. Baby wolf.”

“Little wolf and baby wolf.” I shrug, bringing a palm to her flat stomach. “I didn’t think I could love you more than I already do, but fuck, I’m looking at you now, thinking about you growing swollen with my child, and I feel like my chest is going to blow.”

“I love you, Tavi, so much.” A vow—absolute and everlasting.

“And I, you, my love,” I return, stealing a peek at the clock on the wall. “You’re lucky we have somewhere to be; otherwise, I’d be throwing you onto that bed and ripping this dress off right about now.”

Her expression darkens deliciously, every inch of it. “I have an idea.”

“What’s that?”

“One hour.” She sticks a finger in my face. “We go foronehour. Show our faces, say hello, mingle...and then we’ll come back, and I’ll let you do just that. Hell, we can even bless the house.”

This woman said bless the house. My face nearly splits in half. “I was thinking the same thing. There’s a few places I can name off the top of my head that I need to have you on.”

“The piano, by the fireplace, the island in the kitchen, the porch—” Counting each one off, I nip that little index finger, cutting her off.

“Let’s go before I say fuck the hour, and I start checking some of those off right now.”

“Lead the way,daddy wolf. Where you go, I go, remember?”

Oh, I remember, little wolf. I remember.

We’re off after that, traveling a lot quicker than usual. Probably because she let me carry her this time without protest. I guess I have the shoes to thank for that.

The heels are sexy as fuck, but they aren’t hiking shoes, that’s for sure.

Once we make it to where the terrain flattens out, Hook’s palace illuminated just a few hundred feet away, I set her down and take her by the hand, leading her to festivities. Hook and Tinksley have decided to celebrate both their engagement and their coming little one in one lavish event.

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