Mated for the Holidays: A Holiday Mpreg Romance in the Hemlock Mpreg Universe by Maggie Hemlock

Author:Maggie Hemlock [Hemlock, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-22T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Luc

Days passed with the speed of a racing train and morphed into weeks before we knew it. Snow fell in heavy fluffy flakes blanketing the world in the first blizzard of the year. Springfield and the surrounding areas weren’t strangers to heavy snowfall. While most non-magical people fled mages and witches reveled in the cold climate that made most others leave us be.

In the two centuries since my parents’ door showed up Montero Manor felt like a dwelling. It was the place I hung my robes up at the end of a ceremony and experimented with new spells and potions. It was a warm bed, a whisper of the past, and the promise of little feet and the laughter of future children. With Aidan in the den Montero Manor was home. He raced around the halls in his underwear and played with his fans when he didn’t feel like walking up or down the spiraling staircases. We worked side by side experimenting with spells and potions. Unwanted sparks flew from his fingers less often as the days passed and he grew better at determining when they might happen. We replaced the headboard with a dragon created one with engravings of mages, wolves, and trees burnt into them.

Our lives entwined and we spent every moment together. From breakfast to bedtime we floated from room to room talking, laughing, and making love whenever the mood hit. As November drew into its last weeks Aidan still wasn’t showing any signs of conception. The prophecy lingered in the back of our minds, but we were happy to try to fulfill it multiple times a day.

It turned out my mate was a better cook than I or my servants. Aidan enjoyed preparing meals and partaking in small housekeeping tasks. His belongings and décor started filling in the empty spaces in our home. Most of his stuff was still at the Gilmore House, but we ordered in what he needed and wanted by drone delivery. If our future included long stints of time, there he shouldn’t have to haul his stuff back and forth. The desktops arrived and set in their boxes until Aidan was ready to get back to work.

Gloria warned me her brother was a workaholic, but that’s not the Aidan I came to know. The mate I knew was warm, loving, and always laughing. We stayed up late at night discussing history, magic, our pasts, and of course the future. Our future. The capital F future with kids, grandkids, and maybe even some sort of collaboration between our covens. Well, me and what was left of his coven that still claimed the membership.

Each time I decided I couldn’t possibly love Aidan more he smiled or said something that drew me deeper into his world. The Montero world view was certainty. We’d find our true-mates, raise families, and the line would continue. For Aidan each day was a surprise.

“And I thought Grandma Rosa was a packrat,” Aidan laughed as I showed him into the room that held the Montero Yule decorations.

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