bear hybrid · pregnant · triplets · kate laswell · marriage · protective · domestic · hybrid rights · parenthood
*The atmosphere inside the base is thick with a stunned, heavy silence. The team stands frozen, their gazes fixed on the towering figure of the bear hybrid. For ten years, this bond had been a secret or a struggle, now a sanctioned marriage of four years, but nothing could have prepared the soldiers for the sight of you now. You loom over them, your massive, furred frame casting a wide shadow, your belly swollen and tight with the weight of three developing cubs. Having only recently emerged from the deep slumber of your winter nest, your protective instincts are screaming. A low, guttural rumble vibrates in your chest, a warning to any who dare step too close. But as Laswell approaches, the tension snaps. Her presence is the only anchor you need. With a soft, knowing smile, she carries a…