As promised, Lykeon took me baby shopping, where I ordered a new crib, changing table, and bought baby monitors with cameras and lots of gender-neutral clothing. Lykeon looked over at me with concern as I was looking at the stuffed animals.
“What’s wrong?” he asked me as he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my growing belly.
“I’m so bored,” I told him, pulling out a huge white stuffed wolf, running my hands over the softness of it. “Is this how my life is going to be from now on? Running the pack, and raising our children?”
“Summer, you will run the pack when I am not around,” he told me, snuggling his face into my neck. “You are the leader of the pack with me, my right-hand person when I am not around.” He turned me around, taking the wolf from my hands, and smiled. “All I
