Into the Light (35 page)

“I’m sorry, your majesty,” Dane said. “I do not wish to be mated to Olivia. She is like a sister to me. We have not consummated the mating. We cannot.” His eyes shifted sideways to look at Tanner.

“He’s right,” Tanner confirmed. “I would gnaw off his arm if he tried.”

Sander looked horrified. Cecilia snickered into her napkin. Finn rolled his eyes.

“My grandbabe,” Genevieve said again, and then she herded Olivia toward the door. “You need rest, sweetling. I am sure Tanner’s sperm is exceedingly strong, however you are combating my heritage with this pregnancy. You must take care. Do not overtax yourself. Do not…” She listed all the various things Olivia should not do as she guided her out of the room and upstairs to rest. Sander trailed after them. Tanner watched them leave and then turned and looked at the remaining occupants of the room.

“What about us?” Lisa asked quietly.

Tanner nodded. “It’s your choice. The pack down in Detroit will take you in and accept you as their own. Or you can stay.”

“Stay,” Dane suddenly blurted. All eyes shifted to look at him. He reddened under the scrutiny and cleared his throat while tugging at the collar of his shirt. “Please,” he added, looking directly at Lisa.

Her eyes widened for a moment, and then narrowed. “I like your cottage,” she said. “And I like your bed.”

“Oh,” Dane said faintly, and his blush deepened.

Tanner shoved a fistful of cinnamon bun into his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. Just as he’d suspected, he had become a pack master after all.

Tanner lay on his back on the hammock, with Olivia draped across his body. They were both fully clothed, but she could tell by the ridge pressing into her back that his thoughts were straying toward activities that involved a distinct lack of clothing. That was okay. Her thoughts were on the same subject. He gently rocked the hammock with one foot nudging the ground.

His hand flattened on her abdomen. Magic flared for a moment. His entire body tensed. She twisted her head and saw that he was grinning.

“We are officially no longer lying to your parents,” he said.

“I know.”

He arched his brow in question.

“My breasts are so sensitive I could hardly stand to be in the shower this morning,” she complained.

Tanner lifted his hands, cupped her breasts, and sent soothing magic into her body. She sighed and relaxed against him for a moment, and then she pushed his hands away.

“Thank you, however, next time could you make sure no one is around first?”

Tanner lifted his head and watched as Cecilia and Finn stood a few feet away, arguing over who knew what.

“Your father will have his heir in less than eight months’ time.”

Olivia gave him a startled look. “You know it’s a boy?”

He nodded. “This lightbearer-magic gig isn’t so hard to master.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’ve been talking to Alexa, haven’t you?”

He grinned. “I asked her to move into the beach house, actually.”

“What did she say?”

“She assured me it wasn’t necessary, and that no woman within the coterie had ever given birth faster than she was able to get to her.”

“You still aren’t going to let it go, are you?”

“Nope. So long as you have no complications, I can wait until the last month. But if you have any issues whatsoever…”

Olivia frowned. “We have no way of knowing what will happen. This is unprecedented. A shifter and a lightbearer, procreating. I’m not sure my father will declare our pup as the heir.”

Tanner shrugged. “He’ll come around.”

“We have a long ways to go, don’t we?”

Tanner wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. “We’ll make it,” he said with absolute conviction.

Olivia believed him. They would make it.

The End

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