Lennox's POV
"All she needs is rest, and she will be fine," the healer said as she put a crying Anita to sleep. I exchanged glances with my brothers, but none of us said a word.
"I will stay with her," Anita's mother said softly, while I nodded in acknowledgment.
"I'll be back to check on her," I added before stepping out of Anita's room.
Arriving back in my chambers, I poured myself a glass of whiskey and took a long sip of it. The harshness of it burned my throat, but I continued sipping.
I moved over to the window and stared into the night. I couldn't believe that Anita was pregnant with our child and had just lost it. I didn't know what to feel about it—I had just lost a child, a child I didn't get to know, and my emotions were just… there. I didn't feel the anger and pain I was s
