Breed Me, Alpha King
He said both.
Before she could fully grasp what was happening, her knees gave out. Magnus moved with lightning speed, catching her before she hit the ground. His strong arms encircled her, supporting her weight effortlessly. ‘Twins. Oh god, twins.’
"Two?" Cathy squeaked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her brain finally catching up, and the implications dawned on her. "As in, twins? As in, two magical wolf-dragon hybrid babies?"