Ishaan ran a hand over his mate. She was asleep, curled up on her side and he was so full of soft warmth that he thought he might burst. He’d never loved anyone the way he loved Carina and it was a drug to his senses. He wanted to let her rest, she was tired all the time since it was nearly time for them to have their baby. It had been two months since they had escaped from the city-ship and she they had both slept and eaten and simply recovered.

Carina’s pregnancy should ...