I shouldn’t chuckle, but I did. It was always a possibility. I would never know, and that was all right with me. Camden was here, and we were mated and in love. What more could I ask for?
“Maxwell?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you know if I caught? I’ve wanted to ask you, but I’ve been afraid of the answer. I want to have a baby with you terribly, but I don’t feel any different.”
I grinned. “Can you move and look at me?” I asked as I rubbed up and down his back quickly. Camden moved to where he was straddling my thighs, and we were now face-to-face.
“I can take it. Just give me the news. I’m not, right?”
I shook my head. “Some warlocks can tell,” I said. “Older warlocks have an easier time of it, as do ones from certain family lines. I’m older, and yes, I can tell if an omega is pregnant or not.” I reached up and ran my fingers through the side of his hair before I cupped his cheek. “You are certainly pregnant,” I said with a smile on my face. “You have this tiny little aura with you, and it’s not yours.”
Camden’s eyes were huge. I brought my other hand up and cupped his face on both sides before I leaned in and kissed him softly again. “Are you all right, my love?” I asked before kissing him again. I pulled back enough to stare at Camden.
“Really?” he asked. His voice was just barely a whisper.
“Yes. It’s still very early days, but yes, you caught,” I told him. “There is a tiny little aura in there with you.” I moved my hand, letting a green ball of magic leave and circle around the room. It closed all of the blinds and dimmed the lights, putting us in somewhat darkness. It was more than enough for what I wanted though.
“See? Just there,” I told him as I pointed out at the air to my right. Just as I often did with the omegas I saw at the clinic, I used magic to show him our little one. Obviously, there wasn’t much to see beyond the beating heart, but I heard Camden’s quick intake of breath when he saw it.
“No way,” he said and looked at me with wide eyes before he turned his head back to the image floating in the room. “Is that our baby?”
“It is. You have one other aura with you, so you are carrying a single baby. No multiples for you this time around.”
Camden moved to where he was sitting sideways on my lap. “I’m not going to complain about not having twins. Ever, really.” Camden reached out and touched the air that was near the image I was magically projecting. “Is that really our little peanut?”
I chuckled. “It is. I can do an ultrasound like this for you as often as you’d like,” I told him. “I would have mentioned the baby sooner, but I didn’t know if you wanted to be the one to share the news with me or if you wanted me to tell you.”
Camden sighed. “You can tell me. Always. I will never complain about you telling me we’re pregnant. Or not. I’ll be sad if there comes a time that I don’t catch, but I’m not going to be upset with you when you share that news with me. I know it happens. Especially with fox shifters. Our gestations are incredibly short, our heats come every nine months once we’re mated, and it seems as if there are a lot of times that we don’t catch. It’s part of life.”
“I’ve shared unfortunate news such as that with others before, but I’m thankful that I’ve not had to since I’ve been here. There have been a lot of newly mated couples and lots of babies being born. Which is why you’re here. Help is most certainly needed.”
Camden sat up and shook his head. “I’m not sure why. You can do it all with magic.”
I reached out and touched the image again, and then it disappeared. “Quite recently, there were several sets of twins that were born here at the council. Having another doctor, or even a nurse or other assistant, would have been incredibly helpful. It is true, I can deliver the babies, but then I have to pass off the first baby to the alpha father before delivering the second. Sometimes their focus is still completely on their omega, and that’s understandable.”
Camden nodded. “I can see that. I’ve always had at least a nurse at the clinic I worked for.”
“When the council asked if I wanted an assistant, I told them that I’d be happy with any help. I have no issues with you being a doctor. It’s certainly beneficial.”
Camden leaned up and kissed my chin before he stood. “I’m glad,” he told me. “Is there a way to turn the lights back on, or can I just use the switch?”
With a bit of magic, the lights were back on, and the blinds were reopened. “Did I say something wrong?” I asked.
“No. I’m happy I’m here. Beyond it, actually. But I’m all warm and cozy on your lap and was going to fall asleep if I didn’t get up,” Camden told me with a smile. He held out his hands, and after I took them, he tugged on me, and I stood. “I love cuddling with you, and I’m certainly going to do it later this evening. But we were supposed to be organizing the house?” Camden looked around the office. “I think maybe I should get rid of more things.”
“Why would you do that?” I asked.
“Because we have stuff for two households now, and I really like your stuff more. It seems to fit this house and area. Mine isn’t bad, at least I don’t think so, but we have too much stuff.”
“We can get rid of mine and keep yours,” I suggested. I placed my arm around Camden’s shoulders and pulled him to my side.
“But I like your furniture more. It’s…nicer.”
I chuckled. “It’s magic,” I told him. “If you are sure about getting rid of some of your things, we can donate them to the new secondhand store. It’s new and is over between the transport building and the larger mated enforcer neighborhood. Everything is donated, everything is free to take, but it helps newly mated couples or new parents.”
“Oh, that sounds lovely. But will they want my furniture? It’s not baby things.”
