Chapter 22-1

Albert let me go home two days later, when Mikko's name didn't cause any more contractions. It was a couple of weeks before I even heard from any member of the Madill's... and she wasn't even a Madill, technically, anymore. I was getting ready for work when the doorbell rang. I didn't worry about it because I had three guards outside my house and two inside. Beside my dad and Nikki, they were the only werewolves I had any contact with. It was like everyone had been ordered to give me some space. Margaret poked her head in and smiled at my growing belly. It had grown noticeably in the past three weeks. Being thirty weeks pregnant with twins made me feel like I was smuggling a beach ball under my shirt. Nikki, the liar she was, told me it was cute. Margaret brought her hand from behind her back and handed me a bouquet of white roses. It was a cliché, but they were my favorite flower. "Thank you." I smiled at the gesture. "These are beautiful. Let's go put these in a vase."