Page 117 of Healing Her Lions


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“Give me a name then.”

“Sass,” I decide.

She smirks. “I like it.”

“Can we always talk like this?” I wrinkle my nose.

“Sure. But I will be inside of you.”

I rub my stomach. “So odd.”

“Magical,” she says.

“I suppose.”

“Are you ready to be a lion?”

“That is a question I never thought to hear while talking to a lion.”

“Talking to you.”

“You have to admit, it’s weird,” I say.

“You’ll get used to it.”

“Can I touch you?” She nods. I scoot close and slowly reach out. “Soft,” I whisper.

“We are.”

“I can’t wait to meet my mates’ lions.”

“You will soon. I’m ready to meet them.”

“So we are the same?” I lay my head on her shoulder.

“Yes.”

“Will it hurt?”

“Of course.”

“You could sugarcoat it a bit.”

“Why lie.”

“Am I going to like being a lion?”

“We are going to love it.”

“I’m kind of excited. How long does it take, Sass?”

“However long it needs to.”

I snort. “So helpful.”

“We are stubborn.”

“Speak for yourself.”

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