Hunter’s POVOnce the gas had cleared, I pulled my hand away and barked a command at S. “Pick the boys up and get them to the hospital.” S lifted them awkwardly and then looked to me for help. I shook my head at him. “S, they’re babies, not bombs. Do you need me to show you how to carry them?”‘Really, Hunter,’ cooed Reg, his tone conspiratorial, which meant one thing: gossip. ‘Do you think S will be single for the rest of his life? He can’t even hug,’ he scoffed. ‘Ian says he still hasn’t even had his first kiss! Shame on him.’‘Stop,’ I growled. ‘I don’t want to hear it. Leave me alone,’ I snapped, my heartstrings pulling as I looked at the two sleeping boys. Then, aloud, I said to S, “The gas is harmless, right? Nothing bad will happen to them?”“It’s harmless, Alpha,” S confirmed, but I still felt uneasy about using it.“It will just put them into a deep sleep, yeah? With no after-effects?”“None. The doctor in the brain neurology department told me it was harmless. I’ve confirme
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