Ghian
“Aalyan,” he said firmly, putting the will of the jaguar behind it.
His omega looked up, eyes red-rimmed and mouth set in a firm line. Resisting the leopard’s need to shift for the birth was costing him dearly, but Ghian understood how impossible it must have felt to him to give into what he saw as only the beginning of the end of his independence.
Aalyan was blinking fast and it took Ghian a moment to realise he was holding back tears. “Love, stop resisting, please.”
Aalyan swallowed thickly, shoulders slumping. “Just don’t leave me.”
“Never,” Ghian promised.
His mate exhaled and just like that his body shifted, spine elongating into a tail and fur emerging almost too fast for him to perceive until he had the leopard lying next to him instead. He made the mistake of trying to
