H A I L E Y
His words were a desperate plea, a raw, ragged prayer. I could see the fear in his eyes.
He was the Alpha, the leader, the protector. But right now, he was just a husband, a father to be, terrified of losing the people he loved most in the world.
And I knew I had to be strong. For myself. For him. For our baby. For our family. I had to push past the fear, the pain, the despair. I had to hold on to hope, no matter how slim, no matter how distant. Because that was the only thing that was going to get us through this.
"Okay," I said, my voice a little stronger now. "Okay, Dom. I'll be strong. I'll be brave. I'll be positive. We'll get through this. Together."
He let out a slow, shaky breath, a wave of relief washing over him. He leaned in and kissed me, his lips a gentle, te
