*Damian POV*
Now that both of the people who tried to kill me were dead, I could rest easier. The constant worry of someone escaping, or recruiting someone to finish the task of killing me was making me and Zion on edge. He is still weak, but getting stronger as each day goes by.
I pull my mate closer to me as I watch her sleep. I am angry at myself still for treating her like I did. She was only worried about me. With everything she has been through in the past couple of months, she still holds strong. She has her weak moments, but when she is done with a situation, she is fully done.
I placed my hand on her belly, and nestled my face into her hair. I quickly found sleep, and it was honestly the most peaceful sleep I had in weeks.
I was woken by the sound of my mate's shampoo bottle
