Page 89 of The Howling
Not that I needed to see because suddenly the ring stops, then jerkily moves in a triangular motion, before coming to a halt.
“Is that…what did I see?” I blink hard as Bessie releases my hand and pockets the ring.
“Three!” Lilburn says with glee. “You’ve got three pups stuffed in there.”
Bessie looks me up and down. “You’re going to be big,” she says.
“Did someone say my mate is going to be filled with pups?” a deep, familiar voice booms from the doorway.
Reavely leans there, arms folded over his impressive chest. He’s wearing a shirt today, tucked into a set of skin tight pants. The shirt is, however, open to the waist, revealing plenty of his abs. Plenty enough to make me salivate.
“I have a vested interest if I’m to keep her clothed,” Bessie grumbles.
“Three.” I stare at him, still trying to process the information. “Three,” I say again.
Reavely gathers me in his arms. I try to push him away.
“I’m full of pins.”
His mouth hits mine. “You’re full of pups,” he murmurs against me. “The pins be damned.”
“You won’t say that when you’re jabbed with one.” I feel the wet on my face from tears I don’t want to shed.
Reavely slips a thick finger under my chin and raises my face up so I’m looking him in the eye. He swipes a thumb over my cheek, over my tears.
“What is wrong, little mate?” he rumbles.
“Nothing, it’s just…”
His chest is ready for a growl, I can feel it.
“Did someone hurt you?”
“I’m just so happy, Reavely.” More tears burst from me. “And this is pregnancy hormones. It’s not me.”
“You’re going to have to get used to it, Barghest,” Lilburn says. “And not attempt to destroy the entire Yeavering in her name.”
Reavely looks at her and narrows his eyes. She stands her ground before disappearing, like any good mischief sprite.
“Also, you probably shouldn’t see me in my wedding dress,” I say before he attempts to follow her.
“I’ve seen you in your wedding dress,” Reavely rasps. “And out of it. It’s how the pups got in you in the first place.”
Behind us, I hear a soft huff of laughter from Bessie.
If Reavely hears it, he ignores it, instead leaning forward, inhaling over my hair and then putting his lips next to my ear.
“And I will be ensuring you remain pregnant for a long time to come, so it is for me to assist you with any of your hormones or anything which threatens you.”
His words shouldn’t send a spike of lust through me, but it’s there, and Reavely’s nostrils flare. The growl he’s been holding back escapes from his mouth, his sharp teeth nipping at the bare skin on my neck.
“I never thought I’d have to say this in my shop,” Bessie interrupts us loudly. “But if you’re going to do what I think you’re going to do, I’m going to need the dress back first.”
REAVELY
All of my fur is on edge. I didn’t think it was possible to feel this under siege when not in the Night Lands and in my own castle.
Everyone wants a piece of me, and all I want is to be in bed with my little mate.
