Heather

The first rays of dawn streamed through the open window, bathing our chamber in warm golden light. I smiled softly, nestling deeper into Lucas's broad chest. His steady heartbeat and deep even breaths told me he still slumbered.

My mate had kept tireless vigil these last difficult weeks as my time drew near, ensuring my every comfort was seen to. But the babe was close to arriving now. Lucas needed rest, though he protested otherwise.

My hand drifted down to cradle the full swell of my belly. A fierce kick greeted my palm, drawing a small laugh.

"Eager to join us soon, little one?" I murmured. Lucas's child -...