Doc McFluffins

Venom was nearly ready to announce her pregnancy to the pack and Empire. She was sure those who were most perceptive might already have their suspicions and Venom was just glad she already made mention of her connection to the Shogun. Venom was becoming quite accustomed to the sense of propriety and honor that bound Hattori and his actions. As much as she was influencing her soon to be husband, he was shaping her as well. Their children would not be born out of wedlock, of that she would make sure.

Kiyo’s biweekly check ups reminded her of the importance of the bundles nestled under her heart. She felt stifled, much like when she’d broken her leg, but she was much more willing to take life easy while pregnant. Especially with the nausea that accompanied her condition. She had bad and good days, sometimes swinging between both. Today was more of the former and as she was saying as much to Hattori, who was ever watchful and even more devoted these days. If that was possible. Anko announced Kiyo’s presence quietly before the woman appeared at the entrance of the great hall.

Sunset gaze shifted from Hattori’s silvery gaze to his mother’s. Venom knew bits and pieces of the woman’s life, but of anyone who knew so far she seemed to deserve the joy the most. She was nothing but helpful and supportive during every step of the way, and she did much to soothe Venom’s anxieties about the whole affair. She still hadn’t completely wrapped her head around the fact she was carrying Hattori’s children. Venom had only just barely claimed him for herself and already they were hurtling towards parenthood together.

”Lady Kiyo,” Venom returned with reverence as she lowered her head in greeting. The Empress was curled close to Hattori, her form surrounded by thick furs, but her now visibly rounding belly was exposed for her mate to see.