“Look at them,” I whispered, one hand to my stomach.
“Is it any wonder we keep getting pregnant,” Piper said. “Seeing Michael with Greer and Beckett is such a turn on. The man was made to be a father.”
“Anthony and Donovan are the same. I swear sometimes I have to fight to have mommy time. They’re always wanting me to take it easy, to rest, so they take the kids. I walked in the other day, and they were having a tea party with Everly while Atlas napped. It wouldn’t surprise me if there was already a little one beginning in my womb with the way I attacked them that night.”
“Mmm,” Piper agreed. “Fatherhood is incredibly sexy.”
“We’re lucky females,” I said and got another nod.
“When will the others be here?” Piper asked as we headed toward the kitchen.
“Another hour, though Mom will probably be here sooner.”
My mom had taken Piper as another daughter. She mothered my best friend as much as she did me. Greer and Beckett were her grandkids, too, as far as Claire Richards was concerned. She’d be ecstatic to learn Piper was pregnant again and would eye me to see if I’d be pregnant at the same time again. Our oldest were four months apart. Our youngest two were only six weeks. Mom teased that soon we’d be so in sync that we’d end up conceiving on the same day.
“Auntie Emma!” I glanced over as the front door opened and my mom walked in with Cyan and Ivy’s boys. They were a handful, but I’d never seen my mom happier than when she was with those boys. Thankfully, Jasmine was with her. Ivy’s sister was great with the boys and my mom had claimed Jasmine as hers, also.
After brief hugs, the boys ran out to the yard with Jasmine hot on their heels. Mom took one look at Piper and pulled her into a soft hug.
“Maybe, a boy this time,” she said.
“I’d love that, though Michael would love another girl,” she confessed.
“That mate of yours was made to be a girl dad,” Mom said. “Let me go grab one of my boys to help carry in the food.”
“I can do that.”
Mom patted me on the arm. “Save your strength for that new grandbaby you’re going to make me.”
“Last time she said that, you found out you were pregnant two weeks later,” Piper warned.
“I remember.” I dropped my hand to my stomach, wondering if Mom was picking up on something I wasn’t sure of yet. I hoped so. I glanced back outside at my family. Mom held Atlas while Donovan helped man one of the grills. Anthony was chasing the boys around the yard while they squealed in delight. Cyan and Ivy had arrived, and Everly was cuddled in her uncle’s arms, her little face animated as she told him gods only knew what.
I was indeed a lucky female. I had Anthony and Donovan, the best mates a female could hope for. Two adorable children who were the lights of my life. My brothers and mother and a whole pack of extended family. I’d gone from a quiet wolf who’d tried her best to blend into her surroundings to a confident mateunafraid to get a little wild and howl with her wolves. And at that moment, I felt like the luckiest female in the world.
