said, chuckling.
Chapter 4
“Did Caleb get his sleep?” Bran asked as they were getting ready for bed that night.
“Yup, he slept all afternoon and through dinner. We ended up waking him up around seven-thirty. We made sure he ate and sent him on his way,” she said nervously.
“Good, he looked like he needed the sleep. Did you order your lingerie?” Bran asked, climbing into bed.
“Yes, though I’m not sure about one of them. Rian said it would be hot though.” She picked up her hairbrush as she continued to fidget in the bathroom.
“Kate?” Bran said.
“Yeah?” she said, walking out of the bathroom.
“You brushed your teeth three times, put lotion on twice, flossed, tweezed your eyebrows, washed your face, and filed your nails. You want to tell me what’s wrong?” He patted the bed beside him. She took a deep breath and set the brush down before walking over to sit on the bed.
“I think I may know what this is about,” he started and she looked up surprised.
“You do?”
“Yes, I think being with those babies today maybe made you want one of your own. It’s why you were so aroused, wasn’t it?” Bran asked, his amber eyes kind.
Kate jumped up and started pacing. “Not exactly.” She twisted and turned her fingers nervously. She saw Bran eyeing her hands, frowning.
“Love, tell me,” he said, reaching from the bed to still her hands.
She looked down at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. She brought her forearm up across her eyes as she started to cry. Bran jumped out of bed and pulled her into his arms.
“God, sweetie, what is it! What happened? You’re starting to scare me,” he said, frantic.
“Caleb is my mate, too!” she wailed and cried into his chest. He froze, hands on her upper arms. She continued to shake. He stepped back, released her and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Did you…did the two of you…” he asked, his voice breaking.
“No! No!” she yelled and knelt in front of him by the bed. She looked up at him.
“I would never do anything like that without telling you first.”
“Thank God!” he replied, pulling her to her feet and then up into his lap. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Breathing hard, he buried his face in her breasts.
“What do we do?” she asked quietly.
Bran held her for the longest time. He cursed Fate for making him share his mate. He wanted to hate Caleb but found he couldn’t. After a few more minutes, he had to acknowledge to himself that Fate didn’t make mistakes. He couldn’t deny Caleb without hurting Kate and he would cut off his arm before he hurt her. The more he thought about it, the less it bothered him. They were in turbulent times and things weren’t safe. The pack would get another strong leader and he would get someone to help him keep Kate protected. Caleb would get a home, a pack, and security for his sons.
Suddenly his mind came to a screeching halt. When Caleb and Kate mated, he would become a father through their bond. He liked that idea. He liked it a lot. He loved children. But could he share her in bed? He thought about that and found he wasn’t angry or jealous when he imagined Caleb with Kate. In fact, he was getting aroused. The things they could do together. He smiled and looked up into Kate’s worried and tear-streaked face.
“It’s going to be okay, my love. Caleb was brought to us for a reason. We’ll make this work,” he said, wiping her eyes.
His poor Kate. She must have been stressed all day. She began to cry softly in relief. He wrapped his arms around her, stood up, and turned around to tuck her into bed before climbing in beside her. Slowly, she started to calm down. When her tears stopped, he smiled.
“We’re going to be parents,” he said.
She turned her head so he could see her face and her smile.
“I know. Are you excited?” she asked.
“You know, I think I am. They are special boys and I think we’re just the ones to keep them safe.” He