Our son's birth. Or I guess laying his egg. Acasia and Roxy tell me it isn't so bad. Roxy has two sons now, so I guess she would know. Sadly, I don't want the baby out of my body. In my belly, he's safe and warm where I can protect him. Not that Tahr would let anything happen. He's been the perfect father if not the perfect mate.

He loves me and still he won't say the words. I rarely think about it anymore.

I gasp as another cramp rolls through my gargantuan yellow ...