Word Count → 366 ::
I figured she could come across Wander in Sirius' chambers, and maybe they could bond over chores or something? Let me know if that doesn't work! <3
It had been nearly a month since the young Lykoi woman had been with her King and she was well aware that things were changing. A palm rested upon her abdomen, cradling the small curve that has risen in protest to Clover’s naturally petite frame. It was clear that life had taken root within her and assuming no unforeseen complications occurred not long from now the coyote girl would find herself in a situation in which she had no experience. Perhaps she had not expected this, but Clover was sure she was ready. After all, the man who had sired the children developing within her had long ago stolen the woman’s heart.
She had yet to voice her discovery to Sirius, but it was possible that he knew what their actions had resulted in. Though she was hardly ready to burst, it was clear now that Clover was showing and anyone who knew her for her small stature would realize she had not simply gained weight. For now things had not changed much – Clover still went about her chores for both the Boss and the Auxiliary. The presence of slaves had changed her routines only slightly, but it was still Clover alone that was entrusted for caring for their most prized possessions. Whenever Clover went through Sirius’ chest to tidy his things, slender fingers would linger upon their smooth surfaces as she cherished the privilege she had been given. To be there in his own chambers, to simply run her fingers over those things she knew gave him the most pleasure, was more than she could ask for. Her heart could not have been more content elsewhere.
It was to those very chambers she ventured to now, one hand still resting upon her stomach. She wondered what Sirius would say upon discovering the news. She was unaware of the man’s motives when he had so easily had her those weeks ago, other than the primal desire that seared through the veins of any creature under certain situations. Clover didn’t realize that all along the idea of heirs had already crossed the thoughts of the brooding, cunning man that was to be the father of her children.
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