Chapter 64

Once two packs of Hula Hoops and the entire pack of buttons had been demolished, along with another bottle of banana milkshake, Bethany sits on a breakfast stool and looks at me, “I guess you wanna talk?”

Yup, that was the reason I came in the first place.

I guess we should get to it…

(Deacon POV)

I move the conversation to the living room, wanting Bethany to be comfortable- her belly is rather large and I can’t even begin to understand how much pressure the pup is putting on her spine; shifter females have a hard enough time carrying to term due to the strength of their pups.

I’m going to have to keep an eye on Bethany.

“Ok, erm, Bethany. I don’t want any of our baggage to make our co-parenting difficult. I want to support you, and our son,” Bethany tries to cut in but I carry on, “nobody has forced me. I want to. You are carrying my pup, the pack’s future alpha. You are carrying the very existence of our pack inside you.

Please don’t feel like th