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voice he expected from Rekkus. “Dana, where is that bloody nightgown of yours?”
Only Rekkus could walk around butt naked and still care if Dana lay covered in a sheet. After a bit of rustling and a few more grumbles from both, they bid him to enter. Surveying the sparse room of natural tones and wooden furniture, Shade allowed his gaze to come back to the heavily pregnant woman lying on her side in bed. He needed to assess if anything in the room could interfere with his reading. Family heirlooms might contain traces of ancestors’ souls. Especially from Rekkus’ family who had all died horrific deaths at the hands of his mother. His focus locked on the lepidolite ring on a chain around Dana’s neck.
“Sorry to have woken you, Dana.” He kept his voice low and soft.
“I would have been up in a few minutes anyway.” She struggled to prop herself up on a few pillows. Rekkus, by her side in an instant, helped lift her and placed two cushions behind her.
“Before we start, can I ask you to remove the ring around your neck?”
She gripped the ring as if protecting it. “My wedding ring?”
“It belonged to my sister, Eiriana. She gave it to me before she died.” Rekkus stood, arms crossed beside the bed. “Sarka transmuted it for Dana before we mated.”
“If it’s Eiriana’s, that explains it. Dana, you can have it back once I am done with my reading. But, for now, I need to remove anything that might interfere. I am here to read the cubs and see how they fair.”
“Please call them babies.” The hitch in her voice as she said those words told him the sensitivity of the topic.
“My apologies. Perhaps Rekkus could take your ring and order you some breakfast while we get started.”
“Is that your polite way of saying you would prefer me out of the room?”
It was never easy telling a loved one their absence garnered the best results from their significant other while Shade worked, but convincing a shifter—more to the point, Rekkus—to leave his mate and cubs, his babies, he didn’t relish. “Your soul is, how do I put this, stronger than most.”
“Not just his soul.” Dana removed the necklace and gave it in Rekkus. “Perhaps you should take my grandmother’s watch as well.”
Rekkus nodded, opening the nightstand drawer to remove an antique watch. The mysterious hum increased. “Yes, very helpful.”
“Do you want your usual for breakfast?”
Shaking her head, she licked her lips. “Can I get a rare steak and some milk? Make that a lot of milk.”
Rekkus’ eyebrows shot up a bit at the request, but he gave a short bow to kiss his wife’s forehead before walking out of the room, leaving the door open. There were only so many provisions one could ask of the mated shifter.
“May I?” Shade indicated the space on the bed next to Dana. She nodded and followed it with a yawn. “Having a hard time sleeping?”
“For weeks.”
“Sit back and relax. You don’t have to do anything.” Although she tried to relax, he could sense her soul in conflict with his being here. She didn’t understand and was terrified he might find something wrong with her babies. “Because you are the mother, your soul is going to fight against me getting to your…children. If I touch your belly, I will be able to read them better and help put your mind at ease.”
She tensed, and, for a minute, nothing could get through her protections. For a human, she was highly in touch with her inner self.
“Tell me about your family. I understand you haven’t seen them since you left the mainland.”
Dana opened her eyes in shock, as he’d hoped, and he snuck past her defenses. One of the first things his kind learned, the ability to talk to someone, in fact carry on intelligent conversations while letting his soul talk to theirs.
Shade smiled, rubbing her extended abdomen. Closing his eyes, he reached out to the cubs, Dana would deal with terminology later, but, for now, he needed to treat them as young
Only Rekkus could walk around butt naked and still care if Dana lay covered in a sheet. After a bit of rustling and a few more grumbles from both, they bid him to enter. Surveying the sparse room of natural tones and wooden furniture, Shade allowed his gaze to come back to the heavily pregnant woman lying on her side in bed. He needed to assess if anything in the room could interfere with his reading. Family heirlooms might contain traces of ancestors’ souls. Especially from Rekkus’ family who had all died horrific deaths at the hands of his mother. His focus locked on the lepidolite ring on a chain around Dana’s neck.
“Sorry to have woken you, Dana.” He kept his voice low and soft.
“I would have been up in a few minutes anyway.” She struggled to prop herself up on a few pillows. Rekkus, by her side in an instant, helped lift her and placed two cushions behind her.
“Before we start, can I ask you to remove the ring around your neck?”
She gripped the ring as if protecting it. “My wedding ring?”
“It belonged to my sister, Eiriana. She gave it to me before she died.” Rekkus stood, arms crossed beside the bed. “Sarka transmuted it for Dana before we mated.”
“If it’s Eiriana’s, that explains it. Dana, you can have it back once I am done with my reading. But, for now, I need to remove anything that might interfere. I am here to read the cubs and see how they fair.”
“Please call them babies.” The hitch in her voice as she said those words told him the sensitivity of the topic.
“My apologies. Perhaps Rekkus could take your ring and order you some breakfast while we get started.”
“Is that your polite way of saying you would prefer me out of the room?”
It was never easy telling a loved one their absence garnered the best results from their significant other while Shade worked, but convincing a shifter—more to the point, Rekkus—to leave his mate and cubs, his babies, he didn’t relish. “Your soul is, how do I put this, stronger than most.”
“Not just his soul.” Dana removed the necklace and gave it in Rekkus. “Perhaps you should take my grandmother’s watch as well.”
Rekkus nodded, opening the nightstand drawer to remove an antique watch. The mysterious hum increased. “Yes, very helpful.”
“Do you want your usual for breakfast?”
Shaking her head, she licked her lips. “Can I get a rare steak and some milk? Make that a lot of milk.”
Rekkus’ eyebrows shot up a bit at the request, but he gave a short bow to kiss his wife’s forehead before walking out of the room, leaving the door open. There were only so many provisions one could ask of the mated shifter.
“May I?” Shade indicated the space on the bed next to Dana. She nodded and followed it with a yawn. “Having a hard time sleeping?”
“For weeks.”
“Sit back and relax. You don’t have to do anything.” Although she tried to relax, he could sense her soul in conflict with his being here. She didn’t understand and was terrified he might find something wrong with her babies. “Because you are the mother, your soul is going to fight against me getting to your…children. If I touch your belly, I will be able to read them better and help put your mind at ease.”
She tensed, and, for a minute, nothing could get through her protections. For a human, she was highly in touch with her inner self.
“Tell me about your family. I understand you haven’t seen them since you left the mainland.”
Dana opened her eyes in shock, as he’d hoped, and he snuck past her defenses. One of the first things his kind learned, the ability to talk to someone, in fact carry on intelligent conversations while letting his soul talk to theirs.
Shade smiled, rubbing her extended abdomen. Closing his eyes, he reached out to the cubs, Dana would deal with terminology later, but, for now, he needed to treat them as young
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