My little pumpkin kicked my tummy again.“Quinn,” I repeated the name. Another kick. “You like that name, Quinn?” Another kick, this time stronger than it, took my breath away.I coughed, and the alpha king was already on my side, asking me what was going on. I laughed, and the alpha king gave me a questioning look. “Quinn likes his name. Very much. Good job, Your Highness.”“H-how can you tell?”“He used his strong little feet to kick me. He is usually like that.” Especially if I caught a whiff of your scent and heard your voice, I wanted to add but bit the inner side of my cheeks to stop myself from saying anything further. I stopped when he was giving me weird looks."What's wrong?"The wind has been getting strong, yet I like it. He glanced down at my tummy. “May I rub your tummy? I never had any encounters with pregnant women. And the more I look at you while carrying my child and his weight, it dawns on me that women are all amazing. They are strong. One of the strongest. E
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