Claire's POV
"Thank you," I whispered, taking the towel he offered to wipe my mouth. Despite my discomfort, I couldn't help but feel a small surge of appreciation at his unexpected concern.
My stomach rebelled at the mere thought of food, but I knew I needed nourishment for the baby. With determination, I forced myself to return to the table and finish the steak, each bite a battle against my churning stomach.
As I began gathering the dishes, Lucius approached and gently took them from my hands. "Go rest," he said, his voice softer than I'd ever heard it. "I'll clean up."
I cast him a skeptical look. "Are you sure you can handle it?" The thought of this powerful Alpha,who probably had people doing everything for him,attempting domestic chores seemed almost comical.
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