“Just got married,” Lucien said.
“Exactly.”
“Oh, but you better win over Delilah, too. If not, you’ll not have a minute’s peace,” Tempest said.
“Who’s Delilah?”
“She’s Kaid’s mate. She’s a co-alpha.”
“She a Bear, too?” Lucien asked.
“No, she’s a Dragon. Kind of like my Tempest with all the power she exudes,” Brandt said.
“Is that what you are? Dragon?” Lucien asked, slowly bringing up the rear as he followed them down their stairs, his hand gripping the railing.
Tempest smiled secretively. “Is that what you’re picking up?”
“I’m not sure. I get a feeling of Dragon, but then I get a feeling for something else I really don’t think I even want to know about.”
“Smart male,” Brandt said as he held open the passenger side door for Tempest to get in the truck. He walked around to the driver’s side and got in while Lucien got in the back seat of the extended cab.
“Oh, and hey, just for the record, we haven’t told anyone I’m pregnant yet. So, let’s not bring that up, huh?” Tempest said, turning around to look at him.
“Too late. I kind of told Hellen. But that was before I met any of you. It wasn’t intentional, just a statement.”
“What?! How?” Tempest asked, clearly put out.
“I saw Brandt hugging you and scented the baby a couple of days before I finally saw Hellen, and he was hugging her, too.”
“Which is how you knew to congratulate me on the baby this morning when you brought the jacket back.”
“That’s it,”Lucien answered.
“What did you tell Hellen?”
“That the male hanging all over her already had a pregnant female at home. I didn’t know the relationship prior. Just trying to push him out of the picture. Sorry.”
“You just like, say shit. Whatever comes to mind, don’t you?” Brandt asked.
“Sometimes. But don’t think I can’t keep shit to myself if I think it’s to my benefit. And don’t think I don’t see everything.”
“I have no doubt,” Brandt said,
“Let’s not tell anyone else about my condition today, though,” Tempest said.
“Understood,” Lucien said, sighing as he sat back against the seat and rested his head against the head rest.
“You alright, there?” Brandt asked.
“Just dealing with some long healing injuries. I’m alright, though,” Lucien answered.
“I could help you heal if you’d like,” Tempest asked.
Lucien lifted his head and looked at Tempest, who’d turned halfway in her seat to see him better. “You could, couldn’t you?”
“It’s not a problem,” she assured him. “Won’t take a second.”
He shook his head. “Appreciate it, but I’m making do. You need your energy for your baby. And for the record, I’m your friend.”
