Shut it, dragon.
He kissed his daughter's forehead and then kissed Holly's lips. "We have two daughters, honey."
Despite her exhaustion, Holly smiled. "Which is rare for dragon-shifters, from what I've heard."
"Aye, it is. But also a sign of good luck. Everyone will tell you so."
As he stared at their first daughter's face, he couldn't help but wonder for a second if the bairn they'd lost would've been a female as well.
No. He pushed the thought aside. He'd never forget their first bairn, but right now, his two living ones needed him.
Logan brought their second daughter and placed her in Holly's other arm, with Fraser supporting her. He also kissed the other lass's forehead.
As he leaned against his mate and stared at his two daughters, happiness flooded his body. He would do whatever it took to protect them and give them the loving family he'd had growing up.
Holly's tired voice filled his ear. "Well, with two lasses, I suppose that means I'll have to allow one of your name choices, too. Just avoid Agnes, if you could."
"But wee Aggie would be such a bonny name."
"Aye, until they start calling her Haggie Aggie, or some other such thing."
He smiled. "You have a point. But you name one first and I'll do the other."
Holly looked at their firstborn. "Then Skye MacKenzie it is."
Skye was an island in Scotland. "Being named for one of the most beautiful places in Scotland isn't too bad." Fraser looked at their second-born. All of the names he'd pitched previously fled his mind. He wanted to honor the tradition his mother had done, giving both of his children names beginning with the same letter.
Then the perfect name came to him. "Summer MacKenzie it is. Because when you put summer and Skye together, there's no place as bonny or breathtaking. For beauty, aye, but also full of surprises and adventure, which I'm sure this pair will have plenty of."
Holly nodded. "I love it. Hello, Summer and Skye. Try not to cause too much trouble for your mum and dad."
Fraser grinned. "You are aware they're half MacKenzie, aye? We may as well make Trouble and Mischief their middles names."
"Then let them save it for their aunts and uncles. It may be a pointless task, but I'd like a bit less chaos in our own house than in your mum's."
"I doubt that's possible, but you'll find that out soon enough."
Holly stuck out her tongue and he chuckled.
Cuddling his mate and two daughters, Fraser couldn't think of any other place he'd rather be. Happy wasn't enough to describe how he felt. He had so much love for his daughters after mere moments, it was hard to believe it.
But one thing was certain—anyone or thing that tried to harm his family would have to deal with him. Fraser wasn't a warrior, but a father's love changed a male.
And with Holly at his side, he could tackle anything.
Chapter Eight
Arabella watched her father as he played with Grayson. Her dad's eyes were full of happiness, and it was as if his self-hating persona disappeared when he had one of his grandchildren in his arms.
Her dragon spoke up. Then he should stay with us.
I'm not sure if Finn would like that.
You can at least ask him.
Arabella looked to her side, where Finn stood. She opened her mouth, but Ross rushed into the room and shouted, "I have two granddaughters!"
She blinked. "They had two females? I've never personally known any dragon-shifter to have twin females before."