THE STORM WILL COME (4)

Cane stared at his sleeping mate, her lips were slightly apart and she snored softly, feeling content when she snuggled against his chest unconsciously, as if even in her sleep, she knew her mate was there and it helped her to become more comfortable and fell deeper into her sleep. 

The alpha cradled his luna in his arms, he traced her spine gently, while her lips against his neck. Her soft and warm breath caressed his skin. She felt so soft and warm and everything he wished for, and she was pregnant… she would have their firstborn. 

Cane still reeled with this news, he felt it was not real, especially when her body was still the same. His hand traced her waist, every curve on her body and rested on her flat stomach. His heart skipped a beat when he thought their baby was there. Nestled safely in their mother's womb. 

"Please be safe and strong…" Cane said softly, as he kissed Iris's forehead and caressed her stomach. "I will do anything for you…"