The moment Roman carefully lowered Violet to the ground, he shifted into his human form in the blink of an eye.
He immediately knelt beside her, checking her body for injuries. His hands moved across her arms, shoulders and face, searching for anything wrong.
There was none.
Relief washed through him. She was simply asleep. Somehow, even unconscious, she looked beautiful doing so.
Roman couldn't help tracing the slight bump of her stomach with his fingers.
How had he not noticed?
Then again, it had never crossed his mind that such a miracle was possible — they had been careful. Most times.
His chest tightened. There was a child in there. The thought alone filled him with an overwhelming urge to protect the little life growing inside her. Yes, whatever belonged to his mate brothers belonged to him too.
That baby was theirs, and he couldn't wait for the little rascal to come out so he could spoil him rotten.
