KILLIAN POV
I woke up with her wrapped around me like a damn lifeline, and for a second—just a second—I couldn’t breathe.
Not because I was crushed or uncomfortable.
Because I was full. Too full.
Heart swollen, lungs tight, soul humming in a language I didn’t speak but understood anyway.
Angelica.
My mate. My woman. My f*****g everything.
Goddess, I loved her.
I loved her like it hurt, like it healed, like it rewrote every rule I thought I knew about myself.
And now?
Now she had gone and made my life even more perfect.
There was a baby growing inside her. A piece of us. A beginning. A pup.
Or maybe… a baby dragon.
I hadn’t meant to think it—not really. Just a passing flicker, a what-if. But the second the thought crossed my mind, Kane stirred in the back of my head, voice dry
