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“Where the hell are you?” I closed my eyes.

“Working.”

“Don't give me that bullshit.” Despite everything, a laugh nearly escaped.

“There she is.”

“Viking.”

“I'm fine.” The bond betrayed me; I felt her reaching. Fuck.

“What happened?”

“Nothing you need to worry about.”

“I swear to God, if you say that to me one more time...”

“Bryn.” My voice weakened. I hated it. “Listen to me.”

“Okay.”

“I'm safe.”

“Are you hurt?” I looked at my brothers; Lucien shook his head.

“Nothing that won't heal.” Eventually. Hopefully.

“What does that mean?”

“It means I'm coming home.” I notice that Lucien looked away and Draugr's jaw clenched. Volken pressed harder against my wound which almost had me blacked out.

“When?” I couldn't answer immediately because outside the broken warehouse windows, the horizon was changing. Dawn. Fuck.

“I need you to stay calm.”

“No.”

“Angel.”

“Where are you?”

“Bryn...”

“WHERE ARE YOU?” I heard the fear, felt it. And something inside me fucking cracked.

“Bryn.”

“I'm here.”

“Put your hand on our baby.” My brothers went still.

“What?”

“Please.”

My eyes closed, I pictured her. My mate standing somewhere in our home with her hand against the place where our child grew.

“Okay.”