With Everything I Am (The Three #2)(187)
“You won’t be pregnant,” he declared.
She looked up at him. “We’ll see.”
“We won’t see. You won’t be pregnant,” he repeated his declaration and Sonia’s swelling heart turned into swelling anger.
“Callum, you don’t get to be King Callum when we’re discussing starting a family and thus what you say just goes,” she snapped.
“Sonia, you don’t get to be Queen Sonia when we’re discussing starting a family and thus you being pretty, beloved and recently, for all intents and purposes, dead, does not mean what you say goes either.”
“Perhaps we can discuss this later, wolf,” she snapped.
“Oh, we’ll discuss it later,” he leaned down so he was nose-to-nose with her, “wolf.”
Her heart fluttered at her mate calling her wolf even if it did this while she was angry.
“Great, now can we eat?” Calder asked. “Or do we all have to stand around and watch you two bicker for the next half an hour?”
“Let’s eat. I’m starved. Sonia dying then suddenly coming back to life and morphing into wolf, freaking me out because I didn’t f**king know she was wolf, put me off my food last night,” Caleb stated as he started sauntering to the door. “Time to party and by that I mean, stuff ourselves and drink until we’re sick.”
Sonia forgot to be irritated mostly because she thought Caleb was hilarious.
“The town is feasting now and the fireworks are rescheduled to go off tonight. I know you’re keen to be away, Cal, but it might be nice if you and Sonia took some time to make an appearance before you board the plane,” Ryon suggested, getting close.
“Set that up,” Callum ordered, shifting and beginning to move Sonia toward the door.
Ryon nodded and moved away.
Sonia got close to her husband and requested, “Later, can you tell me what that last part was about, the part with Lucien and his father and Leah’s dreams killing her?”
“I will, little one, once I find out from Lucien what the parts I don’t know about were about,” Callum muttered irritably and Sonia suppressed a grin.
Regan got closer and, even with Sonia curled in Callum’s arm, she shoved hers through Sonia’s.
“Are you angry at me, sweetheart?” she asked Sonia softly.
“Of course not, Regan,” Sonia answered softly and felt Callum’s arm tense around her as Regan pressed closer. “All of that wasn’t easy, on any of us. But now it’s over.”
They moved toward the door, Regan smiled at Sonia then leaned partly across her, her eyes lifting up to her son. “Are you angry at me, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” Callum replied, Regan and Sonia tensed but Callum went on, “but I’ll get over it after fireworks and when I’m on a plane taking my bride on our honeymoon.”
Regan looked at Sonia and grinned.
Sonia grinned back.
Regan let Sonia go so she and Callum could walk through the door but Sonia turned back so she could aim her smile at Gregor.
She saw his eyes move to Callum’s back before they came again to her and he sighed.
Her smile got bigger.
Then she went with her groom to the dining room to feast with her family in celebration.
In other words, with abandon.
Like a wolf.
* * * * * *
Callum stood at the front door waiting for his bride to join him so he could take her into town, let their people see them healthy, happy and, for Sonia, alive and watch fireworks before he finally took her away to somewhere it would only be them for a good, long time.
He figured he had a wait since he could hear Sonia giggling with Leah, Kerry, Mabel, Mara, Callie, Regan and f**king Caleb and they were all doing it drunkenly.
Listening to their happiness and hilarity, he looked to his boots and grinned.
His wife was wolf and the sounds of her drunken cheerfulness, embracing all that she was, were far from unwelcome.
His head came up when he smelled vampire.
He watched as Gregor approached him and braced. He knew what was coming.
“We must talk,” Gregor said low when he got close.
“You’re correct,” Callum agreed. “Not now. When we return.”
“This will happen fast,” Gregor told him.
“My mate died yesterday regardless of the fact she didn’t. She’s wolf. We have not had but scant time alone. We’re taking it and we’re celebrating. When we return, we’ll talk. And when I return, you’ll show me The Prophesies,” Callum replied.
“Callum, we cannot –”
Callum leaned into the vampire. “You’ll show me The Prophesies,” he growled.
Gregor pulled in a deep breath before he nodded.
Then he stated, “She’s wolf and that explains her senses amongst other things but you know she has additional abilities.”
“Her affinity with wildlife, her dreams,” Callum confirmed.
“We must understand that,” Gregor stated.
“First, she and I will,” Callum told him.
“Callum, we’re preparing for war,” Gregor reminded him.
“I’m aware of that, far more than you since it’s myself and my mate who will be in the thick of it, Gregor. And any warrior knows, prior to war and after it, you savor the beauty of life so you always have close exactly what you’re fighting for.”