Page 54 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

To his surprise, a tendril of smoke left his mouth.

They watched in silence as it rose through the air and dissipated.

“You burped smoke,” Galent whispered, his eyes wide.

“I’ve never done that before.” Pinks’ thoughts raced. “Does that mean—?”

I’m pregnant?

Galent bowled him down onto the bed and tucked his face against Pinks’ throat. He took a deep breath. “You smell like smoke.”

Pinks’ heart stuttered. “Oh. Are you sure it’s not from you breathing on me?”

Galent nipped his shoulder lightly. Then he nuzzled Pinks all over, the corners of his lips twitching up. “Mine. You have my baby.”

He scooped Pinks off the bed and lifted him into the air, tipping his head back to give a quiet roar.

“Mine,” Galent said, grinning.

Pinks’ heart fluttered. He had a baby in his belly again. But it wasn’t just any child; it was Galent’s. It needed all of his protection, just like Zarrie did.

In her crib, Zarrie growled. Two pointed gray ears popped up on her head.

Pinks sucked in a sharp breath. “Oh.”

Galent looked back at him. “You didn’t know?”

“No! I thought she was just an angel.” Pinks squirmed excitedly. “Put me down.”

Galent brought him over to the crib and set him on his feet. Pinks scooped Zarrie into his arms, coaxing his own wolf ears to pop out on top of his head. Zarrie tried to grab them.

“Awww, Sweety-Pinks. Look over here.” Galent clicked his tongue. When Pinks turned, he found Galent holding up his phone. “There we go. You two look perfect.”

He turned his phone around to show Pinks the picture—Zarrie and himself looking straight at the camera, almost in surprise. Galent turned his phone back and tapped some buttons. When Pinks stepped closer to see what the giant was doing, he found that picture set as Galent’s home screen wallpaper.

Oh.

Galent hurriedly shoved his phone into his pocket, his face turning pink. “I think you might not be ready to see that.”

“I don’t think I am.” Pinks flushed, glancing at Zarrie. She still had her wolf ears, and she lookedadorable.So he tipped his head back and howled softly, just enough that she could hear it.

Zarrie giggled and stuck her fingers into Pinks’ mouth.

“That’s not loud enough,” Galent said. “You should howlwith feeling.”

Pinks opened his mouth. Galent couldn’t possibly know what he was talking about. But the giant threw his head back and howled, loudly. It sounded terrible, and it didn’t mean anything in wolf speak.

Zarrie tipped her head back and howled, too.

Pinks gaped at them, speechless. “I—I didn’t want to disturb the neighbors!”

Galent grinned. “C’mon. What’re you waiting for? Join us.”

Pinks huffed. But he threw his head back and howled; Zarrie wriggled excitedly and joined in; so did Galent.

“It figures,” Pinks said when they’d stopped. “The first person to get Zarrie to howlisn’t actually a wolf.”

“We’re not defined by our species.” Galent caught Pinks by the waist and drew him closer. Except Zarrie’s hand shot out, and she grabbed Galent’s bare arm.

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