"Alright! I'll stay at home." Muir suddenly spoke up strongly. To express his determination, his voice sounded abrupt.
If anything happened to Qingqing, then he could still save her even if it meant giving up on the chicks.
The accident this time around was also an important factor that made him give in.
Curtis watched as Muir placed the eggs into his nest, turning into his eagle form, and started hatching them. His lips curled up in satisfaction.
Winston only came back at night. His nose twitched and his countenance immediately changed.
What a strong scent of blood. Did Qingqing go into labor?
Winston's gaze quickly swept over the eagle beastman squatting in the nest, unmoving. He then took big strides toward the bed.
