Page 54 of The Wolves At My Sides

“It’s my job,” I chuckled.

“It’s your job to predict the future?” Fen teased and bumped into me with his shoulder. “I thought that was Liam’s job.”

“Well, maybe I’m his second,” I teased. “I don’t have the sight, but I do have the calendar.”

“Babies can’t read calendars,” Dara piped in.

“How do you know that? They can’t speak. They can’t communicate that they can’t. Maybe they can,” I said.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if your kids do,” Dara said, and we all laughed.

I took a deep breath before climbing the steps to the clinic. My heart rate slowed to normal, and I willed my muscles to relax. I would not be the next Cade Moonscale freaking out over perfectly natural things.

“Can I go first?” Fen asked Irwin once we were inside.

“Of course,” Irwin smiled and crossed over my body to hug him.

Once we were inside the familiar examination room, Dara flashed me a look that I didn’t like. His brows knitted together as if he had something to be worried about.

“Spit it out, Dara. It’s not yours,” I said as Fen stripped out of his shirt and climbed up onto the examination table. “If you’re worried about me biting you, remember you have scales and I’m not that sort of kinky anyway.”

“No, it’s not that. I need to ask you all a question and I’m not so sure I would be okay if a doctor asked me this question. Well, I would, because the information might be important in the future, but it would need to be worded very carefully.”

“Yes, we’re going to want DNA testing for medical history. We know the likelihood of them both being mine, but it might not be that way, if you catch my drift,” I said.

“Oh, I know all about drifts, friend,” Dara chuckled. “In fact, in the beginning, I had to organize my own drifts, if you get what I mean.”

“Okay, enough talk about how much you guys like threesomes. I want to see my baby,” Fen said from the table. “We’ll worry about who made them later.”

Laughing, we all gathered around the examination table and Dara went about setting up his machine. Irwin held Fen’s hand and I hugged Irwin from behind. The fingers of Fen’s freehand trembled against the table and my fox sat up a little straighter. I trusted Dara. He handled Irwin’s first pregnancy. Plus, we were lucky that the village doctor was in a polyamorous set up. That way we avoided a lot of the strange questions we might’ve gotten from other doctors.

“Nervous?” Irwin asked Fen.

“I’m not afraid of the ultrasound. I’m afraid of the other shoe dropping.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked him.

“Like my pregnancy test lied or something,” he said.

Reaching around Irwin, I caressed his cheek.

“Mate, I don’t think it was a false positive, but even if it was, that just means we try again,”I whispered to him over our mating link.

“I know. I just really want this,”he said and bit his lip.

A second later, the whoosh whoosh of the machine filled the examination room. I scrunched up my nose. I had a love/hate relationship with that sound. It made my fox’s head want to explode, but it also meant seeing one of my children.

I rested my hand on Fen’s shoulder and kept one arm around Irwin’s middle as all our attention turned to the monitor.

“Chilly,” Fen whispered under his breath as Dara spread the gel over his belly.

“Sorry, Fen.”

“It’s okay,” he whispered.

“You gotta breathe, Fen,” Dara chuckled. “It won’t mess up the test.”

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

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