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Odette

“I take back every mean thing I’ve ever said about you when you were pregnant, I swear.” Wynn said through clenched teeth as her little one kicked the ever-loving crap out of her insides.

“I didn’t know I could be so uncomfortable,” she whined. My normally stoic sister was a total demon when pregnant. Her hormones made her, well… absolutely unhinged. I couldn’t help but love her, but I had no idea how Benji hadn’t run for the hills yet.

“Benji, how do you deal with her constant complaining?”

Of course, Benji was just looking at my sister with the most smitten look on his face, and it made me gag. He was a lost cause.

“She can be as unreasonable as she wants; she’s carrying my kid.

” His no-nonsense tone let me know that he was, in fact, not kidding.

He had informed us over the course of our last dinner together that he had been studying how other species treated their mate while pregnant, and he had come up with the fool-proof plan of whatever Wynn wants, Wynn gets.

Smart bastard.

Once Wynn announced her pregnancy, and Benji went all mother hen on us, Murphy had finally made peace with him in our lives.

It didn’t hurt that Benji barely tossed a look in my direction; his focus was always almost one hundred percent on my sister.

At first, I thought it was a bit weird, a little unsettling, but once I realized how much Wynn settled Benji, I understood everything.

“Mark my words, you’ll regret having that motto, Benji,” Murphy said as he handed him a beer from across the table.

He just shrugged while he took him up on his offer. “Maybe, but I’m good with it.”

“Leave him alone, Murphy. You don’t always have to be right.”

“Yet I always am...” he told Wynn but when he looked at me.

“Always,” he mouthed.