Her Old Self

ISAIAH

That got me excited. I hadn’t even thought about finding out the gender until now, and it finally got Zira to look at Doctor Callie before slowly turning to me. Zira got up from the bed, refusing my help, and took the towelette from a table. She began wiping the liquid from her belly as Doctor Callie waited for our answer.

“I already know the gender,” Zira whispered. “It’s a boy.”

Did she just say a boy? Those words echoed in my head as if I needed to repeatedly say it to believe it.

“A...a boy?” I asked, trying to wrap my head around it. “We’re… we’re having a boy!”

I couldn’t help but laugh happily. I picked Zira up and spun her around, ignoring her protests. I finally put her down as she pushed away from me. That was fine. Nothing was going to ruin my mood after this. I felt like the luckiest Alpha in the world. A boy and a girl. What else could someone ask for? Doctor Callie gave me a printout of the ultrasound. I smile while looking at the image of my son.

“Our