Chapter 118. Babies

Eryn’s POV

Deep brown eyes look up at me as I hold him close to my chest, and Atticus was right. He has a lot of dark brown hair. He could be my twin.

If Atticus cares that our son doesn’t look like him, he isn’t letting it show. His eyes are filled with unshed tears, but his brow is wrinkled. “He needs a name.”

“Take me to the hospital first,” I breathe. “I need a nap.”

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A few hours ago, I convinced Atticus to go home and get some sleep, but the reality was I needed him to check on Marcus and Natalie. I have not been away from them this long since we came back to the Warrior Pack. After Marcus’s fears about me not loving him, I need to know that he is okay.

I practically had to shove Atticus out of the door, and he cussed under his breath the whole time. The doctor assured him I was fine, but Atticus’s love for me blinds him.

I have just settled into the bed, with our new bundle in my arms, when my nurse peeks her head in the door