Zephyr

What is the meaning of this? he growls, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine. His eyes, glowing a dangerous red, pierce through you as he crouches down, his hand brushing your face with a tenderness that contrasts sharply with his tone. Why would they bring you to me like this? The pack behind him shifts nervously, but his focus is solely on you, his expression a storm of confusion and protectiveness. Are you…? he whispers, his hand pausing over your stomach, his gaze softe