Pregnancy Cravings

Alexander’s POV

Nearly a full week had passed since Fawkes’ departure. But I was unable to stop myself from fretting, just yet. It probably doesn’t help that I was a little sleep deprived.

Even though Cassidy was safe in my arms, I still gasped awake from terrible dreams where I hadn’t managed to kill the succubus in time. Sometimes, the succubus would morph into Cassidy and I’d be horrified that I had torn out the spine of my mate.

I was tired and scared but best thing we could do was nothing. It was driving me to insanity.

Cassidy had taken to pulling me into bed to cuddle now, though he never asked me to sleep unless I was ready. And even then, he always promised to chase the night terrors away.

“I’m here, Alex,” he says. “I’m safe because of you. You saved me. You always do.”