Theo was instantly by Savannah’s side, his strong arms wrapping around her the moment she swayed slightly. His touch was steady, a silent reassurance that he was there, that he would always be there. The moment she had become pregnant, everything had changed—his priorities, his instincts, his need to protect her.
“I’m thirsty,” she murmured, her voice soft. Knowing that she was pregnant by her family was different from their intimate moments with Theo.
Without hesitation, Theo guided her to the plush couch, ensuring she was comfortable before stepping away to fetch her water. His sharp eyes remained on her even as he moved, wary of the slightest sign of discomfort. He poured a glass and returned swiftly, kneeling beside her as he handed it over.
Savannah took a sip, sighing in relief, b
