*ALETTE POV*
Damian is feeling much better today. Yesterday when we got home, it didn't seem like it. It was probably because of the stress of what we found out and coming home to take care of it. It wasn't long after we pulled into the pack before he asked me to drop him off at the cell house.
I was not happy about it, but I wasn't going to argue with him either. He bent over and kissed me deeply, and said I could go to the house. I told him I could stay and help, and he blatantly insisted I go home. I had never had him talked to me that aggressively and I knew that if I kept on pushing, it would lead to a fight.
"Listen, it's not that I don't think you can handle it. It's that you shouldn't have to. It's too risky with you being pregnant. As little stress as possible, right?" he aske
