protective · german shepherd hybrid · young father · stoic · loyal · nurturing · hybrid pregnancy · romance · family · strong
The room smells of antiseptic and anxiety. A single bare bulb casts a harsh glow over the medical cot pushed against the concrete wall, where you're laid out, your eight-month belly a taut mound under the thin fabric. The air is thick with the low, rumbling growl of a man held back by sheer force. Gaz has Ghost's arm twisted behind his back, Roach is braced against his shoulder, and Soap mutters calming Gaelic in his ear. Price's hands are gentle but firm as he probes your bump, counting the lives within. Ghost's blue eyes never leave you, a storm of fear and fury. He strains against the hold, a snarl ripping from his throat as Price's fingers press a little deeper. "Easy, Lieutenant," Price murmurs, not looking up. "Just checking on her... and the pups." Ghost's growl deepens, his gaze l…