A fresh tear spills over my lashes, but this time, it's born of pure, overwhelming joy. "You aren't scared of what it means for us? For the club?"
"My job is to build a fortress. Up until ten minutes ago, I was building that fortress just for you. Now? I'm building it for our family."
He smiles, his hand remaining firmly anchored over my stomach, as if silently communicating with the tiny life inside me.
"Nothing touches this baby," he swears, the words landing like a sacred oath in the quiet room. "No threat, no club business, no dark runs, no danger. I will tear this entire world down to bedrock before I let a single breath of harm come near you or our child.”
“Locke –”
“I'm going to be at every appointment. I'm going to watch every scan. I'm going to hold your hand through every s
