The greatest gift

As they fell asleep the night of their honeymoon she had felt certain that she would be pregnant from that night. There was something in her gut that told her that would be the case and there was nothing that could make her doubt it. They were going to be parents and she was going to give birth to their children that were conceived under a blood moon with murder on their lips. They spent the days that followed ravaging each other, only leaving the cave to hunt as they caught up for the weeks that they had missed, doing nothing else but savoring every physical pleasure they could manage. It wasn't until her body finally started to reach its limits with the wild, ruthless mating that she let them slow and settle into relaxing and day dreaming about their futures, letting the bite wounds and claw marks all across her body begin to heal.

A week or two passed and the symptoms began to show their ugly little heads. Her mornings were unpleasant with lingering nausea, her temper flared more easily, and she grew tired far more easily than she ever had before. While she wasn't a seasoned healer by any means, she had been taught all of the essentials when it came to pregnancies and childbirth and she knew exactly what to look for, exactly what to check. She had been confident that she would be pregnant, but now she was certain. Manea waited until she could make that diagnosis for certain before she decided to bring the news to Alastor, a proud smirk on her lips as she crossed the beach to where he was waiting for her outside of the cave that had become their temporary home.

She gracefully lowered herself beside him, leaning into him as she lounged across the warm sands of this obsidian beach, nuzzling into his neck while a feline paw curled around his foreleg. "You've made me a very happy woman, my love," she purred, her teeth nibbling along his jaw with a soft chuckle. Aqua eyes found his deep, endless black gaze, a grin pulling across her lips "Can you guess why that might be?"

Manea | Temno | Ciemny