He sat back while everyone congratulated him.
Amira laughed. “I don’t know why they are congratulating him. I have to do most of the work.”
Sarah laughed, Dorine looked delighted and Lianna was making lists for baby things. She was going to be an aunty.
Lorr sighed. “I will file for protection right away. The Shifter Council will take care of it. Your family will have no recourse. If you carry my child, they have to leave you.”
Amira blinked. “I should have told you before, but I was so excited to have my family over for dinner that I forgot. I missed them.”
Lianna looked up from her notebook. “We missed you, too. I can’t believe I am going to be an aunty. Do you think it will be a lamb or a puppy?”
Dorine snorted. “It will be a baby. The rest will come later.”
Amira sighed and settled in to watch her family plan for the baby.
Lorr was still bemused and he was making plans of his own.
There was a wedding in her future, a baby, some time with the council and a new job. Everything was new, bright and heralding change. She could hardly wait to see how things shook out. If she could move the hands of time, she would see it all that moment, but patience was a virtue and virtue was something she aspired to.
With a new life on its first few days inside her, she had to get planning on her own. Grinning as she ate her meal, she imagined what would happen if it were a sheep with teeth. She could dream, and if it came true, her child would learn to control itself around other shifters, humans and real animals. There was nothing like self-control to make someone aware of their possibilities and limitations.
With Lorr at her side, the possibilities were endless, and with him in her bed, the options boggled her mind. It was a very bright future indeed.
Author’s Note
I wrote the first half of this during the rainy season in Costa Rica. It was not a vacation, but I survived and managed to get a few tours in. The landscapes that I saw will work their way into my books.
Thanks for reading,
Zenina Masters
http://www.zeninamasters.com
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About the Author
Zenina Masters was born in Canada and lives in Canada. She has a regular job and does nothing particularly exciting with her life. She enjoys fishing, silence and the ability to pick and choose friends she can trust. Life is too short to watch your back all the time.
Her writing life is a teeny bit of escapism, she would probably chicken out if confronted by three naked men and looks forward to one day finding out.
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