Alpha's Heaven
Luna pressed her face into Skye’s gown, inhaling the comforting scent of her mother, while Sol clung to Damian’s arm with her usual bravado, though her eyes shimmered with emotion she tried to hide.
“You’ll be back every weekend,” Skye reminded them, kissing both their foreheads. “And the academy isn’t far. You’ll love it there. Besides,” her smile widened as she placed a hand over her belly, “when you return, your new little brother or sister will be waiting for you.”
The twins gasped in unison, their eyes widening. “Another baby?!” Sol exclaimed, nearly bouncing on her toes.
“Yes,” Skye laughed, her cheeks flushed with happiness. “You’re going to be big sisters again.”