This was by far the most awkward it had ever been between the two of them. Usually, there was at least some sort of thread that they could pull themselves along to continue some semblance of a conversation, but this was disastrous.
Raina was fumbling so bad. Every time she tried to work enough courage to tell Kian that she was done with her monthly bleed, panic would punch her in the face. How would she even tell him?
Hey, Kian, I’m done bleeding. Let’s start breeding?
She cringed at that, shaking her head at that. Oh, that was sadly pathetic.
Less talk. More s*x?
Oh, good grief, that was worse.
Let’s make you an heir?
That was just… obnoxiously awful.
It was hopeless. There was no sane way of telling a wolf this. At least, not for her, there was no sexy way for her to say wha
