Isaac sighed, looking at Helena sleeping. He was staring at Helena’s wrist while rubbing his thumb on the bruise.
“If you were my omega, I would never hurt you this way. No matter what my reasons were,” Isaac said.
He pressed his lips on Helena’s wrist and held her hand tighter. Helena moaned quietly with her eyes still closed. Isaac placed Helena’s hand on her belly and stood quiet.
“Isaac…” Helena whispered.
Isaac didn’t want to answer, instead Helena spoke quietly, “even if you don’t talk. I know it's you. I can smell you.”
Isaac chuckled and held Helena’s hand again, “I don’t know how you do it. But I’m always amazed at how strong your sense of smell is.”
Helena smiled and sniffed the air around her, “I could always smell you. I know your scent and I’m very familiar with it alrea
