The Last Dragon’s Enslaved Lycan Mate
Sarai reassured, as she took Visenya’s hand and guided it to her belly, allowing her to feel the gentle movements.
A smile played on Visenya’s lips, “Starting to get restless in there, I see.”
Sarai nodded, her hand resting atop Visenya’s as they both experienced the baby’s kicks together. “Your father and I have been discussing names,” Sarai shared, her voice filled with joy. ‘For a boy, we’ve chosen Cillian. And for a girl, we’ve settled on Synora.”
Visenya’s eyes lit up, a sense of certainty washing over her. “I have a strong feeling it’s a girl. And Synora… it’s a beautiful name. I love it.”