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Zane snorted. “Not likely.” He was right.

“Well, he might change his mind anyways, once he realizes that it’s not just me and you that he will be sharing a house with.”

“Oh, and who else will be here?” Zane asked. He was practically liquid in my arms, nestled so comfortably against me. I soaked it all in.

“Listen to your bear, Zane. Take a deep breath. Do you notice anything different about me?” I was honestly surprised he hadn’t already figured it out. It wasn’t unusual for alphas to scent their mate’s pregnancies before the omegas even knew.

Zane did as I asked. He inhaled deeply, his eyes closed, his body still. I felt the second realization hit. His eyes opened, and he went still in my arms. “Is that—it is! It is! A cub. We’re going to have a cub?”

“We are.” And seeing his excitement mirroring mine was everything.

“For real?”

“For real. I had a test at the healer the other day.” My only regret was not having him there at the time.

“And you’re just now telling me?”

“Well, kind of a lot has happened, and I wanted it to be just us when you found out.” I pressed a kiss to his lips. “So yeah, I’m just now telling you. I take it you’re excited.”

“I am. Very much so, mate. I love you.” He held me tightly. “I love them too, our little cub.” He pulled back enough to look me in the eye. “I didn’t know it was possible to love someone I’ve never met before.”

I brought his hand to my belly. “They are going to be the most loved cub on this planet.”

And I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Chapter 18

Zane

“This is an absolute pain in the ass.” Aydan frowned down at the instruction manual he held in his hand. In theory, they were “easy to follow,” according to the reviews. I swore the reviews were trolls, because it wasn’t in English, the pictures weren’t to scale, and if the instructions were complete, I’d be shocked.

I held on to two identical slats that were supposed to connect, only there was no way to connect them. Maybe I was supposed to possess furniture magic? Was that even a thing? Were there furniture witches out there? If so, I could use one about now.

According to the instructions, I wasn’t even supposed to have two identical slats—they were supposed to be slightly different. At least I thought that they were unequal sizes, bringing us back to it not being to scale. Argh.

“I’m starting to see why this was on sale,” I said. “Maybe they should’ve paid us, instead.”

“Is there enough money to make that worth it?” He was teasing, which was good because I was stressed about this, and it counterbalanced pretty well.

“Probably not.” But I’d have thrown money at them if they had offered to come here and do it for us. That was for sure.

“Can we just give up and get the one from Northbay like I had first suggested?” Corey asked from the doorway.

Aydan and I looked around at the parts scattered all over the floor of the nursery. The nursery that we had just finished painting.

“Well, I’ll let you get to it,” Aydan said, pushing himself to his feet.

“Quitter,” I mumbled under my breath. Gods, I wished I could join him.

“Perhaps,” he said. “But is this really my responsibility as uncle?”

“It’s your responsibility as Alpha of the den to make sure we’re set up with everything we need.” I was glad to finally have us back to a point where we could be like this with each other.

Had I known all it would take was for him to get in a few punches, I’d have offered him my jaw initially. I should’ve known from the beginning that he’d have wanted his brother and me to have our happiness above politics. At least when push came to shove.

“Right. Well, get to it then,” he said and left.

I shook my head. “I suppose we can let him go. He was a big help with all the painting, but he’s not good at this part.” Not that I was any better.

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