I’m still in shock as we leave the clinic. Twins? I know I have twin sisters, but twins are rare among wolves.
The pack is gathered at the back door, awaiting the return of their Alpha and his Luna.
Senna grabs my hand as we walk by, silently congratulating me. He doesn’t mention that I’m carrying twins, and I wonder why. Twins are sacred, so most packs hold a huge celebration. I shrug it off for now and follow Rayven toward the kitchen.
He cracks open a beer... the first I’ve seen him drink. He smiles at me, and before I know it, he has me pinned gently against the counter as his lips descend on mine. I taste the sip of beer on his mouth and lick it away, sighing softly as he deepens the kiss. I hear the clatter as he sets the bottle behind us and slides his hands down to caress my bel
