Page 53 of Mated To The King’s Gamma (Lycan Luna: Abbie & Gannon #3)
SIX MONTHS LATER
A great deal has changed in the last six months. We moved to the Landeena Kingdom, which is now the Valkyrie Kingdom. It took a lot of work to get the place the way Azalea and the king wanted it. This was Azalea’s fresh start, and mine.
It feels like home here, and we have settled comfortably into our new normal. I eventually took Liam’s advice and started counseling two weeks after moving here with Clarice.
Azalea and I also started being tutored by the king three days a week, Gannon and Cedric the other two days and all three are patient teachers.
It feels very freeing not having to ask what words mean or what this says.
Our reading and math were caught up quickly, it helped that both of us had a huge desire to learn and I needed to for Tyson.
Liam and Dustin also started training me in all things Lycan, though it is hard to focus on anything with Liam constantly goofing around but I was relieved when the sire bond broke.
Tyson was also tested, and we found out he has some genetic werewolf disorder similar to what humans call autism.
They say he may never shift, and developmentally, he is delayed.
Yet finally we have answers, and he is making milestones, slower but still any pace is better than staying in one place.
He is now toilet-trained and also attending speech classes.
He can now say a range of words, though putting them into sentences, he struggles with, but I know he will get there soon enough.
So, for the most part, everything is going great. Well, except watching Gannon become frustrated as he realizes he put the headboard on back to front and has to pull the entire thing apart again.
We sat on the floor in the nursery and Gannon is trying to set up a cot becoming frustrated with the thing. What is it with men and never reading instructions? I shake my head, snatching the screwdriver from him and setting it up myself. It took me all of ten minutes.
“Well, that is emasculating,” he tells me.
Today we are going for the first ultrasound to find out what we are having.
Gannon and I were over the moon when we learned we were expecting.
I just hope Tyson doesn’t get upset. He has a fascination with my belly, yet I don’t think he truly understands what it means, despite us trying to explain it, so I know it will be a surprise for him.
Azalea is just as excited knowing her son will have a little friend to grow up beside, just like she and I did.
“Come on, we need to head to your appointment. I want to know if my suspicions are correct,” he tells me. Gannon swears he can hear two heartbeats, but I can’t seem to pick it up.
A few hours later.
The jelly was cool as Doc spread it across my stomach with a device in his hand. I stare at the screen above… well, squinted at the screen.
“I knew it. I was right!” Gannon says, and I gasp, looking at the screen as Doc chuckles. I frown, wondering why I didn’t notice, and Doc looks at me.
“Their heart rates are almost in sync, you’re still getting used to your senses, Abbie,” he tells me, and I nod. But now we need to buy another crib!
“So do you want to know the gender?” Doc asks, moving the device over my stomach and taking his pictures.
Gannon tells him he does, and it takes a few moments. I can’t help but smile at his following words: Our family is now complete.
“Seems like you have a pigeon pair, one is a boy, and the other is a girl,” Doc says, and I smile when Gannon chokes up.
“Thanks, Doc,” he mumble’s and I chuckle.
It is suddenly so real now, now we have seen them on the screen and know their genders.
And I know that was what was upsetting Gannon.
He wanted kids, but I think it was only now that it has truly set in that our family is growing, and he is getting the family he wanted.
One I want with a man I love more than anything.