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Bickering about names. My uncles were determined to be the ones to name my future brother or sister because Aunt Pol hadn’t told them she’d stopped taking her tea and it was only when she hadn’t gone into heat or complained about her monthly courses for two months that they’d figured it out.

She was in a family way.

I’d made a tidy ten pound off a wager with Peaseblossom who’d said they’d be canny enough to know after the first month. And fifty off Moth who’d thought they’d not know until she started to show.

Whatever the outcome if it was a girl, she’d be Sophia after my mother. Aunt Pol and I had agreed on it on it months ago.

“You’re listening at keyholes,” I chided my little cousin. Lady Maria Orley was visiting us for the day with her twin John. We didn’t know what their dynamic would be and I hoped they bloomed late—speculation made me rich and I wanted to squeeze every penny and pound out of my circle.

“So is you,” she whispered. “I’s gots to listen. Mama said she’s bet Papa they’ll name it Charlie if it’s a boy after grandfather. Papa says they’ll go for something foreign on account of uncle Oberon and uncle Puck not being born here.”

“I’m guessing aunt Viola is right,” I told her. There’d been a bit of a squabble when naming John. I hadn’t paid attention then so didn’t know the details. But the duke had won.

And me?

Overall being an omega wasn’t so bad. I wasn’t like my aunt and an apex omega. Just a normal omega with the normal urges of a fifteen year old omega boy.

But I had little interest in acquiring an alpha of my own, let alone a pack. Pol had her hands full sun up to sun down managing my high handed uncles. Not for me. I liked an easy life.

THE END

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