Nova Peak We all wish for more.

It pained Riley to see Masquerade so visibly uncomfortable. As she shifted around and eventually laid on her side, he was able to see just how big her belly had gotten — and wondered not for the first time, how women managed to grow tiny lives in such a small cavity. He couldn’t begin to imagine how it felt.

Probably incredibly invasive and violating.

She nudged the carcass with a paw, mentioning their new recruit and how she was, from this point onwards, locked in dugout jail. Riley’s gaze swept the enclosure; it was safe and secluded, but it lacked the gorgeous luster of being outside. Even more reason for him to sympathize with his mate, who was enduring this crucible on her body, alone. Even if he was here, which he was, only her body was going through it. Only she would experience the pain and humiliation of childbirth.

Like Masque, Riley had to quickly push his thoughts aside. I can’t believe it’s about to happen. He breathed in response, gently nudging his mate’s nose. I’ll make sure food service is top notch.