After I warmed up, Anfisia walked with me to my house. We didn't talk much, but she asked me what names I was thinking for my baby.
"I haven't really thought about it much."
"Really?" Anfisia asks in astonishment. "I already have my children's names picked out."
"Children weren't something I was really thinking about until now." My hand comes up to stomach, but I still don't feel anything yet. "Maybe I'll name him after my father."
Anfisia looks at me surprised. "You know it's a boy?"
"Yeah." My fingers curl around my shirt and I smile when I think about my grown boy's face. "He came to me in a dream, he was a young man, and he had the flowing black hair of his father. He was beautiful."
"I can't imagine thinking about the Alpha with 'flowing black hair', it's too much."
I smile at
