Aalyan
It was impossible to miss Ghian’s relief at seeing him in his human form again—he didn’t even think he’d needed the soulbond, his mate was easy to read. Once he’d done it, being a man wasn’t that strange, really. While he’d managed to ignore the change of s*x of his animal form while he’d been in it, having his c**k and balls back was a relief he’d not known he needed.
So he stayed that way, for both their sakes.
Time passed, Aalyan was aware, but it only seemed to pass inside his belly, which grew firmer every day. A little over a month of good food couldn’t explain that, no matter how much Ghian delighted in bringing him treats.
Outside, the days blurred into each other, the weather shifting with the times of day, the food with the cook’s mood and the hunters' finds. At first,
