Page 105 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

“Who are they?” Mav asked.

“Get closer, and we’ll find out.” A few minutes later, Telos yelled, “Twenty-two cups of dried yogurt stains!”

Seconds later, three voices called back, “You jizzed too much in bed!”

Mav glanced at Telos incredulously.

Telos shrugged. “Why not? It’s a good way to identify someone midflight when they’re too far away.”

“I’d have chosen something safer.”

Telos checked the bundle against his back. “Well, Estie is still napping.”

Before Mav could reply, another contraction rocked through him. Telos hissed and clung to Mav’s leg, waiting for the pain to go away.

“Almost there,” Mav said. They flew closer to the mountains. Then he made his descent, and Telos clutched at his alpha. Estie whimpered in her carrier.

Telos smacked Mav’s scaly leg. “Slow down!”

Mav slowed down as Telos petted Estie through her blankets. The mountains and trees grew closer. Telos saw a long, winding driveway lit with golden lamps, leading to a mansion tucked next to a lake.

They landed close to the mansion’s front doors, where several dragons and butlers were swarming out.

“Baby, baby!” they chanted.

Telos scoffed. “Yeah, right. You don’t care about us, you just want to see me pop a baby.”

“Well, you’re an alpha,” said Henry, one of his brothers. Henry loved to look like a rheumy old man. “We’ll all look at your butthole, if you don’t mind. It’s not every day that we see an alpha birthing a baby.”

“We’ll even take a video,” Hudson said. He had tiny horns on his forehead resembling his boss’.

“In 4K resolution. For science,” Hans added. Hans’ favorite skin was a middle-aged man, tall, and thin.

“Ugh. No one needs to see my butthole in 4K.” Telos cringed. “You’d be scarred for life.”

“Especially after what we’ve done to stretch it,” Mav added.

Someone cleared their throat loudly. When Telos looked over, he found two stately golden dragons walking up—Mav’s parents.

They’d heard that entire butthole conversation.

Telos groaned, burying his face against Mav’s leg. “Just kill me now.”

“We’d need the baby out of you first,” Mav said dryly. He wrapped his arms around Telos and pulled him to his feet, holding him close. “Mom, Dad. This is Telos. Telos, my parents.”

Telos straightened his shoulders and held out his hand. “Ma’am, Sir. It’s great to finally meet you.”

Mav’s mom, Marian, took his hand first. Her eyes crinkled as she smiled down at him. “Telos. We’ve heard so much about you. Thank you for being there for Mav.”

She radiated power, strong and graceful, and Telos wanted to yield to her to preserve his own life.

Mav’s dad, Terry, took Telos’ hand next. “Welcome to our family.”

Telos choked up. For a long time, he’d doubted this day would happen. Except it was. He was meeting Mav’s family.

When he glanced at Mav, he found his alpha smiling at him.

Estie stirred at his back, kicking. When he plucked her out of her carrier, she stared wide-eyed at Mav’s parents—and shifted into a tiny golden dragon.

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