Rihan couldn't deny that he felt lighter.
Time with his siblings, their spouses, and of course, Hana, felt surreal. Normal. And almost fragile in how easy it was.
They all seemed determined to ignore Taeryn's clinginess and constant touch.
Taeryn kept nuzzling his face against Rihan's stomach, fingers brushing his waist, his neck, absentminded and possessive.
For a brief, ridiculous second, Rihan wondered if he was the one who might end up pregnant.
Maybe his siblings thought the same.
Maybe not Yeji or Minah and probably Hana didn't but anyone else would assume Taeryn was the dominant one. He looked like it. He carried himself with quiet strength, moved like nothing in the world could trouble him.
Rihan glanced down at his Alpha, who was poking his stomach playfully.
He laughed.
Taeryn immediately looked up, clearly pleased, his expression softening at the sound.
Rihan was glad and relieved that he hadn't lost control earlier when he'd seen his father.
