[Luna]
The next few days crawled by with agonizing slowness.
I was on edge constantly, my nerves stretched paper thin. Every twinge in my abdomen made my heart skip. Every moment of nausea which was normal for pregnancy, I kept reminding myself—
The baby.
I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the baby.
Nicolo had been home most days, his presence as uncomfortable as it had always been. He worked from his study, took calls that lasted hours, paced the halls with that restless energy that meant his mind was occupied with pack business. But he was here. Always here. And that was the frustrating part.
Kain had been avoiding me like I carried the plague.
No stolen moments in empty corridors under the cover of the night, no brief touches when we passed each other. No opportunities to me
