Pushing himself up from the bed, Baden forced himself to the couch. Sitting down his eye continued to fixate on Gemma as he tried to focus on calming his body. Eyes glowing red, fangs out and a raging c**k, Baden’s resolve faltered. If he stayed any longer, he would not be able to restrain himself. He needed to remove himself from the room before he accidentally hurt her, or his unborn child. The fact that she was not jumping out of her skin in fear since she returned was relief enough. Seeing him like this if she woke, he did not know what she would think.
Exiting the bedroom, Baden knew he should stay closer for the healing mates granted, but staying he would only do more damage. Stopping to take one final glace back at her sleeping form, Baden closed the door with the slightest click.
