Gasping, she hopped out of her chair with just a little difficulty and went to grab her own laptop.
Deucalion growled, low but loud. "Easy, Allies wait."
She made a face at him as she sat back down. "Oh, don't get all growl-y on me." She patted her belly. "We're fine. He's even doing flips or whatever it is he does in there."
Slapping down the top of her laptop, he growled again, eyes turning amber as he glared at her. "It's not a joke. I said easy, so you're going to take it easy. Understand?"
Swallowing hard, unable to meet that angry gaze, she nodded. "I'm sorry," she said quietly.
Over these two weeks, the wolf had gotten crazy about her safety. Pretty much she had to walk slowly, eat and drink only what he picked for her, go to sleep at certain times, and basically do nothing but
