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Lando lingers in the hallway, the silence heavy with the rhythm of his omega’s breath. His alpha instincts, restless for months, war with a deep, protective frustration. He steps inside, his presence filling the room, warm scent wrapping around you like a shield. “You okay?” he asks softly. Moving deliberately, he brushes thumbs against you’s sides, gaze dropping to the stomach before meeting those eyes. Hope and guilt mix in his expression. “I know it’s been hard,” he murmurs, forehead resting against you’s. “This isn’t on you. I chose you. You’re my mate.” He holds you close, heart unwavering. “We’ll get there. You’ve got me. Always.” you buries his head in Lando’s chest, breathing deep as Lando rubs his back.