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He ignored his son’s question and extended a hand towards Carolina.
“Yes, sir. This is Carolina Moore. I see my brothers are all here, Heliodore, Larimar, Zircon, meet my mate,” he said and smiled with pride.
“Now, really. How are you feeling today, Dad?” Jasper asked his father while she shook his hand and kissed his cheek.
“Who is this stranger? Will you join us for our holiday meal?” Arthur asked, continuing to ignore his son’s questions.
She could see the man was not one to complain, and yet there was pain in his eyes. Jasper had told her about his diagnosis. Apparently, the older man refused treatment and his sons could not understand why.
Her heart ached for them all. Cancer was a rat bastard. No one was safe from it. It did not discriminate. But she couldn’t imagine what would make the strong, powerful man in front of her stop fighting.
“I am Medjed, General Wessex, I am told you are a great warrior. Allow me, sir.”
Medjed took the man’s hand, he whispered something in his native tongue, and the air around him shimmered with power. Arthur grunted and tried to pull away, but Medjed held strong.
Jasper went to move him, but Carolina knew better. She tightened her hold on her mate, trusting him not to toss her aside as he so easily could.
“Caro,” he begged.
“No, wait,” she replied.
“My father,” he growled.
“Do you trust me?” she asked, his golden eyes met hers, and he nodded immediately, staying his brothers with a snarl when they would have interfered.
“Do not move,” he said. “I trust my mate.”
“But Dad—”
“Please, just a moment,” Carolina told the brother who spoke. She would need a little while to remember their names.
Medjed’s almond eyes were glued to Arthur’s. He was chanting louder, whether in ancient Egyptian orDemonspeakshe did not know, but she did know he would not hurt the man.
“It will take a little time, General. But the dark cloud inside you will die on its own, and you will see your grandchildren born. I believe one is already on its way,” Medjed stated calmly and nodded to where Jasper stood.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant!” Carolina gasped, and her eyes went from Medjed to Jasper. Was it too soon? Would he be angry? But no. One look at the man, her mate, and she knew he was delighted with the news.
Her mate had ceased his struggling and was looking from the Demon to his father. Then once more at Carolina with more love than she had ever seen.
She felt his confusion and his anxiety, but overwhelming all of that was his love—constant and ever growing.
“Are you happy?”
“I think so. Are you?” she asked, her smile splitting her face.
“Yes, love. You have given me more than I could ever hope for.”
“Best gift ever,” she repeated her earlier statement, hugging him tight.
“How did you know he would not hurt him?” Jasper asked, his arms wrapped around her.
“Because he could’ve hurt us at any time, and he didn’t. Thank you, Medjed,” she said, and felt the truth in her words.
She smiled at the Egyptian deity, her arms still clinging to Jasper. Christ, she loved him so much. Just one weekend and she went from being unloved and divorced to having a family, friends, a mate, and a baby on the way!
“My pleasure,ibib,” he smiled at her. “Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Wessex, but I am being sent on assignment. And I am sorry for you, Carolina, that you must remain shackled tolizard breathwithout my sterling company.”
