*Damian POV*
Last thing I could clearly remember was listening to my mate sing softly to the song, 'I don't think about you' by Kelly Clarkson that was playing on the radio. I could listen to hear her sing forever. She had an amazing voice. I couldn't wait for her to sing to our pups that were already growing in her belly.
I had smelled the change in her scent a couple of days ago, but I wanted her to discover it on her own. I just felt it would be more special that way. When she started to question me about kids, I almost blurted it out, but I didn't. I just spoke in circles in hopes that she might get suspicious and investigate it for herself.
There are definitely more than one, but I couldn't decifer how many. It makes sense with her being a triplet.
All morning Zion has been stran
