Page 93 of Dragon Keeper
Poor love, he was so heavy with the baby now, and he spent a lot of time in the pool being weightless. Sloan, Brayden, and Riley had taken over a great deal of work with the bees, and he would carry Tyr out into the garden so the bees could come to visit him and sit on his stomach and commune with the baby. But Tyr wasn’t doing a whole lot more of the work right now.
The midwives were beginning to worry that Tyr was going to have the baby early, that their little Melissa was going to be a large baby.
Oddly enough, Tyr didn’t seem to be worried in the least. In fact, he was just sort of Zen about the whole thing.
Sloan was a little worried.
Worrying isn’t going to do anyone any good.Tyr was laughing at him, not even bothering to lift his head and glance athim.You need to just breathe. Remember, the bees would let us know if something was terribly wrong.
He tilted his head, turning over to tread water.This is true. I need to trust them and our orbloks and our house spirit and you.He’d been so used to it being just him, Riley, and Brayden; he had to remember that he had a whole community too. Not just Tyr.
“Yep, you’re no longer a single. You’re a community; you’re part of a hive that loves you.” Tyr chuckled softly, stretching and rubbing his belly again as if to soothe.
That was the seventh or eighth time he’d done that in an hour or so. “Are you okay?”
“Mmhmm. Just a little off kilter. I am the size of a house, you know.”
“Maybe not the size of a house, but possibly a decent-sized barn,” he teased.
“Harden’s barns are huge. Speaking of Harden…” Tyr looked over at him, grinned so wickedly.
“Quit matchmaking.”
Tyr was convinced that Harden and Brayden were going to be a match. And he was really teasing Sloan about it. He was too kind to tease Brayden or his friend Harden, but everyone else knew it was a running theme with his mate.
“I just want him to be as happy as I am,” Tyr stated.
That melted his heart. “Well, how can I argue with that?”
That touch came again, Tyr stroking his belly. He didn’t love that.
“You sure you’re okay?”
Tyr growled softly, the scent of burnt honey on the air, sharp and sudden. “I’m fine, just a little tender. I’m not in labor; it is too early. The baby is not due until the fall.”
Oh, he totally needed to get the midwife. Absolutely. Now.Brothers?
He sent the thought to Tor, Brayden, and Riley. Someone would answer.
What’s wrong with Tyr?
What do you need me to do?
I’m in town, what do you need?
Or they’d all answer.
Whichever.
We need the midwife. Tyr is in labor and he won’t admit it.It was so hard keeping his thoughts from touching Tyr as well.
Tor chuckled.All right, it’s a little early, but not terrible. I’ll get the bedroom ready, the sheets cleaned, and all of that.
I’m in town.Riley’s happiness felt like sunlight.I’ll grab the midwife and head toward the hive.
I will work in the hives to make sure that he doesn’t have to worry about the bees.Brayden seemed the slightest bit distracted.
Are you all right, Bray?If there was something wrong with the bees, he needed to know now or Tyr would lose his shit.
