Daisy’s males still with her rumblingly agreed.
It appeared that others in the market place already were. Those that hadn’t, looking as shocked as I felt, I offered to help get them closed up before heading off to my hut.
I felt like one of thosewaiting for a packagememes, my face pressed up against the glass of the front window like those suctioned cup footed Garfield cats, looking, waiting, impatient as hell.
The second I spied what I thought was a speck of fur moving around outside in the distance, I hopped up to poke my head out the door.
A roar to end all roars echoed throughout the forest. I didn’t think. I just moved. My only thought was KEHL!
Rushing out the door, I whipped past several males that appeared to be standing watch. They tried to stop me but weren’t willing to risk putting their hands on me to do so.
“KEHL?!” I bellowed his name as I took off and the males calling out for me not to go into the woods took off after me.
I’d just reached a heavily wooded area that spilled out into a small, disgusting looking pond when I felt a hand clamp down on my shoulder.
Turning to the offender touching me, I snapped my teeth at them. They moved back just in time before they got my claws.
“Pru?”
Whipping back around at the sound of that voice. I stood there for a full minute wondering if I should pinch myself as Elm stood there looking as gobsmacked as I felt. He was dirtied up and looking a little worse for the wear, but I’d never seen a more glorious sight.
“Elm?” It was definitely my Elm staring back at me but he was sporting a massive set of ram horns.
That was when a hand attempted to clamp down on my shoulder again.
Elm snarled, exposing long, dangerous looking fangs. “No touch!” Elm warned them.
A sound like an elephant trampling through the woods issued and a beast larger than Elm popped through the brush. He was a smidge taller than Elm, with warm brown fur with bits of white, cream, and sandy brown mixed in. It was the ears and the horns that had me staring, transfixed. What in the-
“My Pru, Elm say?” a very dear, familiar voice snarled from the bunny alien being.
“Cy?” I croaked out.
The beast’s head shot up and those eyes. He might look a little different but those eyes belonged to my Cy.
With a cry, I was running towards them, Cy rushing around his stunned sibling to scoop me up and cuddle me close.
“How did you- I don’t- You’re here!” I was openly sobbing. I didn’t care. I couldn’t believe it. They’d found me! They were here!
“My Pru,” Cy rumbled out happily as he buried his face in my neck and inhaled deeply.
The box I kept on me always was squished between us. Cy pulled back to rummage in my hoodie. Pulling out the ring box, he grinned, kissed me good, then grabbed the ring from it to chuck the box at Elm’s stunned head and place the ring on my finger. “MINE,” he snarled out happily against my lips.
“Love you too. It’s about damn time,” I choked out.
Cy pulled back with a grin to brush the tears from my face. I recalled right then about my sudden furriness. “My Pru so soft.” That chittering purr started up in his chest.
“I’m pregnant,” I blurted.
Cy continued to smile, content to let me tell him. He probably already knew if he could pick up scents like that.
“My Pru,” he crooned, repeating my name over and over again as he leaned in and nuzzled at my neck.
Pausing, he jerked his head to face Elm. “Come, rock brains. Come love our Pru. Our Pru Dace not come all the ways for us to stand there like stupid face dummy head, eh?”
Elm fidgeted nervously as he drew closer.
Cy set me on my feet so I could walk up to Elm. Craning my neck to accomplish the feat, I shoved my hands on my hips and stared up at him. “Do you have the mate lust thing? Is thatwhy you panicked and took off on me mumbling you didn’t mean it? It wasn’t that you didn’t regret what had happened between us but that you thought you’d hurt me and were worried you’d been too rough?”
