Page 4 of Broken Dreams

“Bandage off,” Duncan grunts as if reminding her.

Hypocrite.I’m deeply amused at how impatient he is, given how he reprimanded me just a moment ago.

“I know this is really soon, and we haven’t really talked about this,” she whispers, taking a shuddering breath as tears slowly begin to leak out of her eyes.

Adira looks tragically beautiful in the brightly sunlit room… almost as if she’s glowing.

Oh. Ohhh.Fuck me sideways.

“Little One, breathe,” Jed rasps. Her alphas begin to purr, desperately wanting to ease her anxiety.

“We can always murder whoever it is that’s hurting you,” Damon murmurs, trying to understand why she’s so upset.

If Damon hasn’t been able to pick up on what’s going on with how tightly she’s shielding and neither has Jed, then it’s because Adira is worried about their reaction.

“You’re going to have to get used to sharing me with someone else,” she says slowly. “This person is going to be very tiny, need all of my attention, and will make my appetite very odd.”

“Adira,” Damon and Jed whisper at the same time.

“I’m pregnant,” she says, confirming my suspicions.

Kane’s jaw drops, his dark eyes glittering like black diamonds.

“A baby,” he whispers before his eyes grow wide. “Fuck, a baby. What if I break it? I’ve never been around babies.”

Adira’s lips twitch as she watches him, not expecting that reaction.

“You won’t break it,” Jed says, amused. “We’ll get you a baby doll to practice with.”

As far as I know, Jed pretty much raised his brothers, so he’ll be the most comfortable with the idea of babies and kids. It’s fun to see them wrap their brains around this.

“Holy fuck, a baby!” Morris yells, picking Adira up and squeezing her tightly. Half crying, half laughing, she hugs him back.

Taking a deep breath, I watch her get everything she ever could have dreamed of. The best part is that she’s nowhere near done being surprised by life. I fucking love being a part of it all.

DUNCAN

“Seriously though, a baby is growing inside of you?” Kane asks, eyes so wide it would be comical if it was anyone but this insane bastard.

Adira extricates herself from Morris, moving over to Kane with her arms raised. Kane immediately picks her up, and she wraps her arms and legs around him like a koala.

“Hey,” she whispers, her forehead leaning against him. “Kind of crazy, huh?”

“Yeah,” he breathes, holding her. Somehow, she’s the calm in this crazy storm, and they’re all going to need her. It also means that as soon as they fully wrap their minds around it, she may have trouble going out or doing anything.

They’ll be really protective. Damn, I know I will be.

“What if the baby is like me?” Kane says suddenly. “The voices aren’t very nice. It fucking sucked to have people tell me what to do in my head as a kid.”

Jed gazes sadly at his brother, and I start to realize how bad things must have been as children for all of them.

“Then it just means this baby is going to be extra loved,” Adira murmurs, breathing when he does. The moment is so heavy, it’s difficult not to look away as I watch them together. Working through the possibility of your kid having a mental illness isn’t easy. “Our baby will be so loved. I just didn’t know if you’d be happy about it or not…”

“Oh. Little Rabbit, this baby is a piece of you and us, and fuck yeah I’m happy,” Kane says with so much enthusiasm I chuff out a chuckle. “I’m just also going to freak out a little.”

“I’m freaked out and happy,” Damon admits. “We haven’t used any real protection against pregnancy, simply because we haven’t thought about it. I think we’ve just been excited to be able to have sex with you. The doghouse was lonely.”

Callum snorts, while I knock against his shoulder with mine. They have had some challenges, but what did they expect when they shot her and then sold her? Fucking idiots.

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