Spare parts.

Luka pov

As grateful as I am for Dominic distracting Lenox and getting the embodiment of mayhem off our shoulders, I can't say that sitting in a room with my parents is suddenly any less uncomfortable.

The two of them are impossible. We're thirty, and now, they've decided to create another child.

It's none of my business, of course, and shifters don't age as fast as humans but come on. Aren't three troublemakers enough?

They're amazing parents, the absolute best, but I know my mother. Sooner or later, she'll call for us to help them out with the baby or, God forbid, with the babies.

It's time for me to settle down and think of a family instead of taking care of my siblings. The same goes for my brothers. The two crazies will want to have families and children.

Wow, this mess is getting crazier by the second. I can't imagine having children at the same time my mother is giving birth to my sibling. Becoming a grandmother and a mother at the same time.

I sigh, walk back to my seat and