A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

Cycling

It was another six months before Lincoln began cycling but they both knew and dreaded the time it was going to come. Because it took nearly nine months for Lincoln to get back on schedule, Katarin had already visited an left, and would becoming back shortly.

The day it happened they had been discussing their army. A small squadron of five hundred soldiers and a royal guard of fifteen. They only had one hundred and fifty horse back calvary, and another one hundred were archers. That left only three hundred foot soldiers. Katarin had thousands.

"We need to start getting more people here...." Lincoln had started, then suddenly moaned and gripped his stomach. After a long moment his mate had finally understood what the sweet smell was, and why Lincoln was groaning.

"Oh shit..." the Bounty Hunter hissed, "I drank to much wine...."

"No, darling, no you didn't." Valkyrie responded instantly.

Lincoln paled suddenly and looked to the twins toddling around on the floor. They were very quick learners and were already walking--though very unsteady. "You mean...if...more...children?"

"Yes, Lincoln you are cycling."

"Aw fuck...." Lincoln responded, "Oh my god..." he groaned holding his stomach again, "I've never had it this bad."

"Come on, let's go to the training room...you need to move about. Lasandra!" The maid appeared at once. "Watch them please....don't read though we are going to do that later." She bowed her head, and Valkyrie held out a forearm to his pained mate. Lincoln gripped it tightly.

"Think Carlo will have anything to help?"

"I suppose, Valor! Watch them!" The massive wolf hound turned his blue eyes towards their children and wagged his tail in acceptance.

"Ugh...I really didn't think this day would come." Lincoln spit, leaning his head on the warrior's strong arm as they traveled down the hallway. At least walking was helping his on and off cramps.

"Hopefully Katarin won't make an appearance for a while."

"Are you kidding me. He can get here in two days hard travel. He left a month ago. He'd due for a check in at anytime."

The warrior put an arm around the Bounty Hunter's waist, and kissed his forehead in a protective and claiming gesture. Lincoln was his and he didn't like Katarin anywhere near him. He growled protectively as a male servant got to close. No one here was fae except one of his guard members, who was actually a female. As head of the guard he didn't let any male fae even close to Lincoln, for the Jarl--some day maybe king--was completely his.

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"Oh yes..." Carlo, Lincoln supposed father claimed, "He is in full scale heat. I'm surprised you didn't notice a lighter one earlier this month. After this he should cycle regularly. With very supple hints like normal."

Lincoln spit on the ground in anger, "Fuck."

Carlo frowned but didn't comment, as Lincoln threw himself off the table, and put on a shirt. His stomach was slightly distended and was very hot. He snarled in anger, before adjusting his knives. "I'm going hunting, don't follow." He left without another word and a slam of the door.

"Animal hunting?"

Valkyrie winced, "I don't think so, he had a good lead on a recently moved drug lord...I'll see what I can do. Thanks though Carlo."

"No problem," the old, ancient fae stated with a yawn cleaning up his work area. "Good luck with my boy, you keep him safe."

Valkyrie nodded before whisking out, and indirectly following Lincoln, who was moving at a warpath pace. His mate retrieved his hunting gear, trench coat, hat, goggles, and bow before sneaking out of the castle. Valkyrie marveled at how even over time he hadn't lost a hint of his deadly skill.

Authors Note

Okay changed my pen name, as you can probably see. I want Kerenza for a different series. So yea you can refer to me as Lyra ( lie-rah) now. I have tried to update more and I hope you enjoy this short chapter. Give me your thoughts! Thanks!