Royal Shifters Series - Chapter #66 “I’m sorry but there’s no other way, Bailey. We gave you a whole extra year to come to terms with this,”

Book 2: Tyla

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Book 2: Tyla

(Three Months Later)

“So you’re quitting on me, eh?” Blake called, joining me at the fence.

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not quitting. I’m just taking a leave of absence, I think. I’m not sure yet. Besides, I found a replacement. You can’t complain too much.”

Amelie rode around the field on Nightshade, Blake’s black stallion. She was just as good with horses as I was. Blake stood beside me—leaning his elbows over the fence—watching her with a skeptical eye. “I don’t know if she’s as good as you, but I’ll see what she’s got. She can start on Monday.”

I waved Amelie in and she trotted over. “Thanks, Boss. I think this is exactly what she needs.”

Smiling, he nudged me in the shoulder. “No problem. Just please consider coming back after the baby’s born. I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

“I thought you said you could handle this place on your own?” I teased.

He chuckled. “I can, but you’re my friend. I’ve kind of gotten used to you being around. Just promise me you’ll think about it.”

“I promise.”

“Hey, before I forget, I need to catch up with Sebastian. Maybe we can meet at the bar tomorrow night? There’s something I need his help on.”

“Of course, I’m sure he’ll be happy to help.” He patted me on the back and walked back toward the barn. Amelie finally made it over to me and I rubbed Nightshade’s muzzle. “Looks like you have a job come Monday,” I told her excitedly.

She beamed. “Thank you, Tyla. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t. But let’s put this big boy back in his stall for the night, so I can get home.” I helped her put Nightshade back and showed her around the barn. There were two new horses she’d have to help train and I knew she could do it.

Once I dropped her off, I hurried home and rushed to the kitchen. I was craving grapes. Morning sickness didn’t bother shifters, but the cravings were ridiculous. One day, I’d want grapes, the next, Brussel sprouts, and so on. My weirdest craving had been tuna and chocolate syrup sandwiches.

I grabbed a handful of grapes and popped them into my mouth, one after the other. “Sebastian?” I called.

“Up here.”

What was he doing in the nursery? I walked up the stairs but couldn’t see him because the door was closed. I opened it up and gasped when the room came into view. The walls were no longer cream, but a light shade of aqua. It was the exact color I’d wanted, but that wasn’t what had me in tears.

With the widest grin I’d ever seen, Sebastian stepped out of the way so I could see what he’d done. “What do you think?” he asked, beaming with excitement.

I walked over to the crib, running a hand over the smooth wood. “Did you make this?” It was perfect, the wood carvings so detailed and delicate.

He pulled me into his arms. “I did. I’ve been working on it for the past two months. When we find out if we’re having a boy or girl, I’m going to carve their name right here,” he said, pointing to the top wooden piece of the crib.

Biting my lip, I tried to keep from smiling. “It’s amazing, I love it.” I tried to block him from getting into my mind, but failed.

“What are you hiding from me? Is there something you know that I don’t?”

I burst out laughing. “Okay, fine, I was going to tell you tonight, but I can’t keep it a secret anymore. Seraphina was at my old house when I went to pick Amelie up to take her to Blake’s. She kind of told me what we’re having.”

“Well?” he asked, eyes wide in joy. “What did she say?”

Stepping back, I placed my hands on my stomach. “We’re having a girl,” I announced happily.

Sebastian picked me up in his arms and twirled me around, hooting and hollering. With tears glistening in his eyes, he bent down and kissed my stomach before placing his lips on mine. “You have no idea how happy you just made me.”

I felt the baby flutter inside me. Eyes wide, he glanced down at my stomach, then back to me. He must have felt it too. “Was that her?”

I nodded. “She loves you too.”

“What about you?” he asked, rubbing his thumb across my lips.

“Why don’t you take me to the bedroom and I’ll show you?”

Not wasting any time, he picked me up and carried me to our room. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”

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