Nova Peak rumpus room

I don’t like that one, Riley quipped back, a gentle nip aimed towards Masque’s dark tipped ears. He knew she was joking, but something about his earlier memories of his homicidal aunt caused unrest in him. He pushed it aside, trying to smile.

What is it like, growing life inside of you? His gaze roved over her stomach in subdued awe. He’d always held Masquerade to a pedestal, but now that she carried the lives of his — their — children in her belly, she was elevated to some higher idol.