Rejected Ex-Luna, Come Back to Me
He gave me one last look, snorted, and strode toward his mate.
I followed behind him, wanting to know the result of their first aid.
“She’ll be fine, Max,” Mom smiled.
“The... Triplets?” I asked nervously.
“We need to get to the hospital to check, but I’m sure they are fine too,” Mom informed and then laughed. “They’ve been kicking a few times. It seems like they can’t wait to be born.”
“Lottie!” Suddenly, we heard Paviar’s voice, and I saw he had turned back into the short and plump guy, but now his skin was wrinkled.