"I get it. I'm not uncomfortable, not really."
"As long as his focus his on our pups."
"Ahem!"
Turning my head, Kettler was frowning deeply at me.
"What?"
"I asked you a question."
"Oh. I was talking to my wolf, sorry."
"Was it important?"
I shrugged. "She called you an asshole."
He paused. "Is that so?"
"Yup. What did you ask me?"
His lips pressed into a line. "I asked if you wanted to know the genders today."
"You can tell that?"
"Obviously, or I wouldn't be asking."
"Yes, please. But first I want to know how they look. Are they healthy?"
He looked back at the screen. "Appears so. Baby B is very active."
"Can...Can I see?"
He turned the monitor without answering. My mouth fell slack. They were so different! Last time I saw them, they were little dots, barely resembling
