Page 37
Someone had bothered his pregnant omega, given him a warning, and caused him much stress.
Riley had agreed to go down to the sea to check on Fredda and also speak with them over their bond, since they were brothers they could communicate at a much further distance.
No one wanted a merdragon to leave the safety of their sea.
Zeke was blowing ice, making the air in the clearing bitter, and Brayden blew fire to warm it up.
“I want to know what the hell is going on here.” Zeke roared, and Brayden lifted his eyebrows.
“You and me both. I’m dealing with a pregnant omega!”
“So am I.”
He blinked, a spark escaping him. “Oh. Congratulations?”
“Thank you, but I’m tired of living in interesting times.”
“I’m sure.” Brayden did understand. The dragons from the mountain had dealt with several years of their home changing locations with the opening and closing of the veil. Brayden and his brothers had come across with relative ease, slipping through the guardian house, while the triplets, Cosmo, Cullen, and Corbin maintained the portals between the worlds.
Zeke and his family had survived isolation for nearly a century in the opening and closing of the Vale as well as vampire attacks on the Estes part of that group.
“None of us want to be more interesting,” Sloan agreed. “So we just have to figure out how to tighten things down without making people feel stifled. We’re the defenders of this clutch, and that’s our job.”
“So Zeke and I have pregnant omegas. At the risk of being a smartass or not minding my own business, is there anyone else right now?” Brayden glanced around the semicircle of his friends.
“Brand and Devon are trying for another one.” Everyone stopped and stared at Tyson, who held his hands open. “Everyone’s growing up, I think. They want another baby.” Tyson’s eyebrow arched impossibly. “I think they should repair their relationship with Arielle first, but no one asked me.”
Whoa.
Everyone knew Tyson was the fiery little girl’s biggest supporter, even with all of the children that he and Myk had ended up with. There had been an issue when Arielle went off to university in the city and she and her parents had a falling out. They still hadn’t made up one hundred percent and it obviously was causing Tyson distress.
“Not sure having another baby is a way to make her feel wanted.” That was Zeke, who also looked a little aggravated about it.
“People do stupid things. Even magical dragons.” Brayden smiled. “But no one else right now?”
“Not in our clutch. We’re not sure about the village. Cade?” Zeke asked.
He shook his head. “There are at least three pregnant omegas in the village that I know of. It’s going to be a fine crop of young dragons we have this year, so we need to be watchful.”
Sloan shrugged. “Tyr and I are going to wait at least a year. He’s got such a scheduled life with the bees and the baby, and he’s not going to want to worry about this for that long, at least.”
“You’re going to have a small family, are you?” Zeke teased, and Sloan shrugged.
“Tyr’s the one who has to carry the babies, and to be honest, he’s the one who supports us. His bees are a drastically important thing to this community, to the economy, so it’s totally up to him. We may just have a number of children that are well spaced.”
Brayden loved how Tyr organized his life. “That makes sense.” Riley. What about the merdragons? Are they having babies?
Well, Sloan’s sister-in-law has a brand-new baby. As far as the coastal dragons, it’s kind of hard to tell. I don’t think so, but I’ll talk to Mari and find out. He wants to know whether or not Tor has anything to do with this.
This time it was Sloan who shook his head. “No.”
The other dragons who weren’t listening to Riley blinked at them.
“No?” Cade asked.
Sloan stopped, mouth firmed. “There’s a question about whether or not this could be Tor’s doing, and I’m telling you, no. Tor is my brother-in-law, and he loves these children. He left the city to protect them, and I believe that, and what’s more, so does Tyr.”
Cade nodded, giving Sloan a half-bow. “There’s always the option of taking the children to my grandmother’s. She exists in a realm outside of our own.”
