Bloodbound to the Lycan King

Chapter 212: Grace: The Great Laundry Dilemma

Somehow, "You'll start following me tomorrow" turned into Ron asking to follow Caine today, leaving me alone with three younger children and a bleeding new-mama heart, with a side hustle of arousal thanks to Caine's wicked little whispers in my ear, which we are not going into, thank you very much.

te table to swat at the dog beneath it, and literally everything to do with decorum or manners, I dash to the door and yank it open, my hopeful gaze landing on the younger, vaguely familiar-looking Lycan standing in front of me.

He was definitely here before, but I don't remember his name or anything about him. Bun, still on my hip, waves at him.

"Ha-yo," she chirps, with the cutest little voice and oh my Goddess, why is she so adorable?

For a second, I want to just nom on her cute little toddler cheeks and bask in the joy and glory of a sweet, freshly bathed baby, but there are important issues at hand, a naked child in my living room, and a full-on brawl starting.

So I blurt out the most important question: "Please tell me you have experience with babies."