Varg's POV

I hated seeing tears in her eyes. It gutted me every time. And every damn time it happened, I wished I could stop it, permanently.

"You can't," she cried, her voice breaking as she clung to me. "Thanos is too strong, Varg. He could try to take our kids, or do something even worse."

I lowered my gaze, my eyes drifting to her injured arm, wrapped in thick bandages. The sight of it sent a sharp pain through my chest, a mix of guilt, anger, and helplessness.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

Every fucking minute, I felt like I was on the edge of losing my...