"Don't worry darling. I am going to be just like I was, sooner than you can think. I have got you back now." He pressed a kiss against her head, inhaling her scent. There were too many people who had to pay for what they had done to him.

The sound of the engines whirring around them was forgotten.

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Three days later…

Dawn was lying in the bed in the hospital room at Bainsburgh. The doctor had given her a strict warning not to get up from the bed. Daryn allowed no visitors to see her and the only people who were allowed were Cole and Gayle. As for Neal, he was busy with a lot of things ever since his Alpha had arrived. Daryn hadn't gone to the office at all. He was with his wife throughout. He wanted to spend every waking hour with her. The fact that they were about to become parents was so incredulous that it took him some time to come to terms with it. He would touch her tummy when she would sleep off to feel his baby. But her tummy was so flat and quiet that he didn't know if this was happening to him. Her smell had changed. It was a mixture of several scents.

On one occasion, he imagined flying kites with his kid. He felt frenzied with the need of giving love to his child. Daryn hugged her tightly and reflected on how he had changed into her mate over the past few months. He dozed off inhaling her scent that comforted him.

Suddenly he found himself in a deep forest. A storm brewed, it strengthened around him and shadows crept around them, closing in. When they came nearer, he noticed that they were ghosts of werewolves. Dawn appeared calm. She extended her hand to the shadows, who were trying to lap her with their smoky trails. The winds howled and the leaves swirled around them. The trees trembled with each passing gust of wind. The shadows lured her away from him. "Dawn, don't go!" he shouted. He was so tense that he would lose her all over again that the pain caused by that cruised through his body like a blade.

His body shuddered and he got up with a jolt, panting as if he had run up the mountains. Sweat trickled down his skin. Just a nightmare…

Dawn was sleeping beside him. She stirred a little and then turned to the other side. Daryn closed his eyes by keeping his hand above them. These nightmares had been disturbing him for the past two days. Was it a premonition? He shook his head. "It's nothing!" he convinced himself for the twentieth time. His mate was right beside him and only that mattered. Her hair was spread on the pillow like black ink. He moved them aside, pulled her closer to his chest and inhaled her scent. As he did that, his eyes went to her mark. He couldn't resist licking it and nipping her there.

Even though Dawn was in a deep sleep, her body reacted and her nipples became taut through the fabric. "So ready for me," he whispered as his cock went north in response. Gently, he slid his hand inside her silk nightgown and cupped her breasts. They were made for him. He turned her to his side and then went down to the nipples that craved for his attention. His lips scorched her skin right from her neck to one nipple and his mouth closed around it. He sucked her so hard that her back arched.

"Daryn," she mumbled in her sleep. "Gods, I missed you."

He took another nipple in his mouth and tortured her with another harsh suck. He had missed her too, and at this point of time he needed to be comforted. She grasped his hair on his head and fisted them. "Do you like it baby?" he asked with a soft moan.

She buckled her head and groaned, "More!"

He left her and went down. Forcing her knees up his shoulders, he knelt between them and first kissed her tummy. As soon as he nuzzled her in between the thighs, she became wet. "Silver!" she was flooded with emotions. This man made her feel like she was his universe. She was heavy-lidded when he said, "That's mine," and latched on to her honey with such predatory manner that she came immediately. He lapped her as if he had been devoid of it for days. Licking her everywhere, he growled as she rewarded him with soft moans his ears had been dying to hear. "Did you miss me baby?" he asked in between stroking her with his tongue.

"Oh God, yes!" she said, about to have an orgasm.

"Then get ready baby," he said. "I am about to come in you." He pressed his mouth to her clit and sucked it hard until it throbbed.

She swung her head from left to right and her hair streamed all over the pillow. She wanted to push her hips up from the bed but he pinned them.

By Skadi! What a sight! "Open your eyes, Dawn. Look at me."

She opened her eyes. He wanted to see her expressions as he took her. He wanted to forget his nightmares. Brushing her hair from her forehead tenderly, he positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly, he thrust himself inside her while locking his gaze with her. They both needed this so strongly, they needed each other to see that they didn't want anything more than this bonding, this love. As he delved deeper into her, he groaned. "You are made for me Dawn," he hissed as he began to sweat. Tendons of his neck corded and the muscles of his torso strained as he started to thrust in her.

Every part of her body submitted to her Alpha. She was made for him. She had waited for her whole life for this fill. She gazed up at him with appreciation, with love, with lust and with possessiveness. The slit of his eyes constricted to a yellow. She arched her back again for him to go deeper.

He stroked her hair, "You feel so good! I can never have you enough." Drawing his hips out, he sank them back again inside her. His head fell back as his body cruised with pleasure. "Ah! You are the most amazing woman!" And then he began his relentless movement, trying to be as gentle as he could be, trying to not hurt her tummy. "Woman, come on, take me!"

"God, yes!" she raptured. She tried to meet his every thrust as he moved inside the place that was home. Daryn was overwhelmed by the way she felt around him. A growl escaped his lungs as he came inside her just as she came again. Between the heavy breaths, he bellowed to the ceiling. His body quaked and then with a groan, he slid to the side feeling powerless, feeling surrendered to his Luna.

Daryn slept peacefully beside her and when he woke up, it was almost 10AM in the morning. He hadn't had a moment of peace ever since she had left him and this was the first time he felt better.

When they came back from the mission, he hadn't healed completely. It took him one more day to regenerate and he was as good as new.