I look around, but Trey has tactfully disappeared. I owe him a huge thank you for bringing me here instead of to the vampire. I mean huge. Like, I should name our first child after him.
“Will we have shifter babies?” I ask as Jared carries me outside to his car.
He laughs, bouncing me higher on his hip.
“Depends. Some halflings can shift, some can’t. Some females do if they get pregnant with a shifter—the baby’s DNA tips the scales.”
“I hope we have baby werewolves.”
“It doesn’t matter to me,” he promises. “I will love them either way.”
“You’d better.” I bite his ear.
Angelina
I’m shaking by the time we get back to my place—not out of fear. Out of desire. Excitement.
Jared’s going to mark me.
I don’t even care if it hurts.
He peels off his shirt the second he walks in my door, t
