Cassius's POV
I had been sleeping soundly in this uncomfortable hospital bed when I was woken up suddenly. Jemma had gotten out of bed to run to the bathroom, and I felt cold from the lack of her touch. We had spent all night in each other's embrace. Her face was on my chest and her belly resting against mine after nearly dying the night before. I felt good this morning. Between my mate's touch and the antidote Dr. Mitchell administered, I was going to be just fine. Now I was looking forward to punishing the ones responsible.
I looked towards the small bathroom as the toilet flushed. Jemma walked out a minute later. Her hand on her belly. It seemed to have grown since yesterday. She lay beside me, and I placed my hand on her soft skin, and my pups immediately responded. Sh
