Aalyan
Once the cubs had been born, Aalyan had almost forgotten that he was stuck in his leopard form. He could technically change back and the babies would do so too, allowing them to feed in either form. But when he’d tried it, he’d discovered how uncomfortable it was to have his chest all swollen and leaky, even if no else saw it except the babies. And the only reason Ghian hadn’t seen it was because Aalyan had waited until his mate was deeply asleep, exhausted from running back and forth fetching what they needed.
Ghian had kept his word of doing as much to help with them as he possibly could. He’d never stared or made Aalyan feel weird, but if his mate was around, he still wanted to cover his reddened n*****s and the mounds over his pecs.
And there hardly seemed to be a point in be
