He brought @forkswitch lunch.
He doesn’t know what she eats but, pregnant women love pizza, right?
He froze at the affection, not sure if he should hug her back?
He allowed her to have the moment, clearing his throat.
“Do I lie, Gwen? Also, have you confirmed gender?”
He might’ve known a spell…
His stance became uncomfortable as he frowned, crossing his arms. If she loved the child that much…
“What do you need me to do?”
He snapped back to look at her, his facade literally melting into nothing.
He never imagined that she would want to be a mother, and here she was fretting over her child over her own safety, and even the safety of EJ.
“You, you really love the child…don’t you?”
It all clicked into place. She was going to carry this baby, even if it killed her. The determination in her eyes was evident, as well as the tears that now formed.
He too softened, cursing under his breath. If Zander owed his sister anything, it was this.
+
Oh, he was well aware of his upgraded uncle status. And he was not happy about it.
“Not only will you most likely die in child birth — that child will be a vampire that has the potential to wield magic. The coven will not stand for it. And I cannot protect you or the fetus.”