Chapter 103

ESMERAY

“Mommy, Darren says I’m not going to be king,” three-year-old Dayton told me teary-eyed “I want to be king like Daddy.”

I glanced at Draven for help. He smiled and picked Dayton up, pecking him on the cheeks first “Oh but you are a king my little man, even better than your daddy.”

“But I’m older,” Darren argued. The twin boys were exactly like their father and it made me jealous sometimes. They had his hair color, same eye color, same facial structure and they were already starting to sound like him at this tender age. I carried them for seven months! And I pushed both of them out of my vagina! Yet they didn’t look anything like me. A normal Lycan or werewolf pregnancy lasts about six months but these two took their time before deciding it was time to face the world.

“Yes you are, by ten minutes,” Draven told Darren. Though the twins were identical, it was not hard for me to tell them apart. I was gifted you see. Draven sometimes struggled to know who