Klive Brion POV
Standing in front of the big floor-to-ceiling windows in my bedroom, I was looking at the forest, where my warriors had disappeared a few seconds ago. The changing of patrols every three hours.
I was listening to the even breathing of my mate in my bed along with the heartbeats of my pups. It was the best sound ever. They had eventually calmed down, and she wasn't in any pain anymore.
Four hours. She waited four f*****g long hours until those stubborn pups stopped kicking and punching her. And it was all my fault. They only tried to protect her from me. They knew how she was feeling, that she was suffering, and they wanted to help her, but they only hurt her more. In combination with my outburst, she wasn't able to process it and she literally collapsed. The heavy weight
