“We risked a lot to come here.” I think of the sucker wounds on his chest and the scratches that cover his body, and shudder. “I will always come back for you, my Llo. I will never leave your side.” I squeeze against him tighter, holding him closer. “I love you. I love you so much.” “Thank you, my mate.” It’s not the answer I expect from a declaration of love, and I look up at him in surprise. “Er, thank you?” “For giving my tribe new life. Here on this shore, and”—he touches my belly—“here, L’ren.” Okay, now I’m going to cry again.”
Book:Lauren's Barbarian