I had wanted to help test the paralytic, but now that I can’t shift, there is no choice. Everett wanted us in our dragon form, and my little one is now far enough along that I can no longer shift.
When Ishir puts me back on the ground, I put my hands on my stomach and look up at him. “I’m so worried about having a live baby. What if something is wrong and we don’t know it?” I say.
“I can check you. I’ve checked both Tana and Merethyl. I am a doctor, after all. I was a human doctor before I became a doctor for shifters,” Everett says.
“He checked me when I thought I was a dragon,” Merethyl says, coming over and putting her arm around me. “I know it’s not the same; my body was made to birth live babies, but I trust Everett. And he can show you an image of your little girl.”
My head whips
