Ellie needed to rest. Soren slept for about 20 minutes after Reid arrived, and then he awoke, fussy and rooting. We said our goodbyes, and took our leave, leaving Nina to help Ellie get Soren latched and nursing again while James stood by.
I imagined that Soren would drift off to sleep once more, content in Ellie’s arms and with a full belly, and as we left the warmth of Ellie’s home and stepped out into the wintry, early morning, I was overcome with jealousy. I realized that it was what I had been suppressing since the start of Ellie’s labor.
Baby fever, my Wolf chimed in, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say I detected notes of smugness in the undertones of her voice. Don’t fight it.
I glanced up at Reid. He was stonily silent and staring straight ahead. Out of habit, I wanted to
