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She rested her hands on his shoulders, feeling the smooth muscles under her touch. “Yes. My mom asked if we used the oil during the mating ceremony, because it apparently encourages pregnancy in female fae. I had no idea, but I guess that’s why my people think the oil is lucky.”
He put his hand on her abdomen, and she could feel the warmth of his skin through the blanket. “This is the most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard! Are you happy?”
“Definitely. Are you?”
He scoffed lightly. “How could I not be? My best girl is carrying our pup.”
“I don’t think you call baby fae ‘pups.’”
He wiggled his brows. “We do when they take after their wolf fathers.”
She leaned in and rested her head on his shoulder. His arms were around her immediately, his wolf humming in his chest like a purr. “I didn’t know about the oil, but I’m not sorry. We made a baby together, I’m so happy I can’t even really put it into words.”
“I’m the happiest wolf on the planet,” he said, then kissed the top of her head. “I can’t imagine anything better happening.”
“Really?” she asked, tugging on the blanket to loosen it.
His eyes changed to the simmering amber of his wolf and the heady scent of his shift, all fall and woods and warmth, filled her. “I’m not just the happiest wolf on the planet, I’m the luckiest.”
She kissed him, smiling inwardly as he worked her body free of the blanket, a happy growl rumbling in his chest. A week ago, she’d only dreamed of what it might be like to find her truemate, but now she knew.
Nothing was better than being with him.
CHAPTERELEVEN
Ren straightened his tie and checked his reflection in the mirror over the bathroom counter. In the bedroom, Kismet was getting dressed for their date. It was their first official date, which seemed kind of crazy since he’d already marked and mated her, and she was pregnant with his baby after only a week together. But truematings were like that, swift and hot at the start. Of course, he hoped they’d continue to behotfor many, many years to come. Judging by how sexy his mate was and how addicted his wolf was to her already, he was very sure that would happen.
Kismet was the most amazing female he’d ever known. Witty, beautiful, feisty…she was everything he’d ever hoped for and a lot more he hadn’t known he needed. It was hard to imagine his life without her in it, and she’d only been part of his world for a week.
He tugged on his cuffs and, satisfied that he looked good for his mate, headed out of the bathroom.
He saw her and froze, every thought slipping from his mind except for one: MINE.
She smiled sweetly at him, smoothing her hands down the short, floral dress that showed off every curve and made his mouth water.
He joined her and pulled her close with one arm. “You look incredible.”
She tugged on his tie. “You look great, too.”
“You’re missing something, though,” he said.
“I am?” she asked, her head tilting in curiosity.
He pulled a necklace from his pocket with his free hand and dangled it between them. The gold, braided chain held a specially made charm—a wolf with wings.
“Oh, my gosh!” She took the necklace from him and looked at it closely. “This is so cool, where did you find it?”
“I had it made.” He urged her to turn around and then he took the necklace and fastened it around her neck.
“You did? When?” she turned to face him, rubbing the charm between her finger and thumb.
He smiled. “Earlier this week. There’s a jewelry store in the area that makes special charms.” He touched the wings on the wolf with his fingertip. “I know you said our kids won’t share both of our features, but I liked the idea of the combination of us on the charm.”
“It’s perfect,” she said. She rose onto her toes and kissed him, and his wolf was right there in his mind, urging him to take her to bed and never leave.
“You’re perfect.”
“Not hardly, but I’m glad you think so.”
