Lancaster POV
“Good night, my pup. Daddy already loves you so much,” I whispered against my mate’s stomach, caressing her belly.
“As does Mommy,” she added, placing her hand over mine. We exchanged glances before I laid down beside her.
It had become a ritual for us to speak to our baby before going to bed. They didn’t move much, and Caitlyn’s bump wasn’t even that noticeable yet. Regardless of whether they could hear the sound of our voice or not, we still enjoyed it. Less than a year ago, I would have never believed an insignificant stray like me could go so far. I didn’t think I deserved happiness. Honestly, I didn’t even want to live a long life. But everything changed when I met my mate, and our pup was proof of how strong our love for each other was. They hadn’t even been born yet
