Damien’s POV:

Ten minutes without our little one by my side, and Arthur was already pacing restlessly in my mind, seething, berating me for not going with her.

“I want my Mate. Take me to her!” he growled, nearly roaring. The thought of Vanessa alone—or worse, being ogled by other men—drove him wild.

“Dude, seriously? You’re acting like a stalker,” I scolded him. “I get it. You want to be with her 24/7. So do I. But the women’s restroom? We can’t just barge in there. ...