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“I’m trying!” The snow turned to bubbles. Those would be less wet.

“Drink your tea, dear. It will help.”

At least it didn’t taste like ass. In fact, it was quite pleasant—smoky, sweet, not blue-tasting at all.

He took a deep breath, and he felt Orion rubbing his back again, which made the tea a normal color when he looked at it again, and it made the bubbles stop.

Thanks.

No problem. You don’t mate every day, right?

Never before this.

See?

Orion took a cup of tea as well. “Thank you, Lady Calla.”

“You’re welcome. Some days require a nice cup of tea, you know?” She smiled at them, and motioned to the low, overstuffed monstrosity that was their couch. It was multicolored and soft, big enough that Dad could lay on it, and Mom could sit on one cushion like she was perching atop a mushroom cap.

Orion took his cup to let him sit, then handed it to him and curled up next to him, letting him lean. Goddess, it was nice to have the support. He did love his mate so much already.

“So, Orion,” his mother started. “Tell us about yourself.”

“Oh, I’m just your average unicorn,” Orion said, his voice heavy with humor.

“Yes, and Cullen is just your average half fae.”

“Half dragon,” Dad teased.

“Mmm… Cullen may be fifty-five percent fae.”

Orion chuckled, the sound warm and happy. “He’s perfect.”

Little sparks started flying from his fingertips.

“Drink your tea, son. It will help.”

He arched an eyebrow. “You know what’s wrong?”

“You’re having a bit of a hormone imbalance, that’s all.” She beamed at him, and he swore he could feel a wave of heat in the pit of his belly.

His breath hitched, and he looked at Orion, who stared back at him, eyes wide.

What?

Hmmm?Orion smiled.Nothing.

It doesn’t feel like nothing, mate. It feels like we got ourselves in trouble. We just had a baby in the house. Elliot is…already frustrated, but?—

A baby. Could they already be pregnant? Was that possible? He didn’t think so.

—but he was having…troubles.

I’m not sure Elliot is going to have a say. I think we were very busy having heat sex, my love,Orion told him.

Whoops.But he couldn’t stop grinning. Not even a little. He and—what the heck was a dragon-fae-unicorn baby going to look like anyway?

Suddenly a tiny, sparkly dragon with a spiral horn appeared in the middle of the room, and Elliot squealed.