Breath

Even Healer was chuckling. “The T word?” That set everyone laughing even more.

“They’re a good weight so we’re done, unless you have any questions.”

He handed me paper towels to wipe the gel from my belly but my mates took over and cleaned me up. And when we finally got outside, we linked arms and walked to the car. It had been a good day. I’d gotten over my fears and Healer had confirmed I had three babies inside me.

TWENTY-FOUR

DANTE

“I feel bad leaving him.” I set my folded clothing onto the boulder. “What if he needs us?”

Our mate was pregnant—very pregnant. Like even the paternity clothing no longer fit him pregnant. But that was the way of things when you were carrying triplets. There was just a whole lotta baby growing inside our mate.

Babes.

Ours.

Home.

Now.

My bear was being a butt. Or maybe he was just echoing how I felt. In either case, he was right. We should be there with him.

But then again, I’d been saying that every perimeter run for the past four weeks. It wasn’t a ne