Claimed By The Lycan King
she murmured, and I laughed, returning her hug with careful pressure, mindful of her condition.
"How are you feeling?" I asked as we separated.
"Wonderful. Terrified. Everything in between," she admitted with a smile. "But mostly just grateful."
Lola had moved to hug Theo, her earlier reserve completely vanished in the wake of the joyful news. "This is exactly what we all needed," she was saying, her voice bright with genuine happiness. "Something good, something to celebrate."
"And," Theo added, his smile taking on a slightly mischievous quality, "it's twins."