"What do you mean you're not sure if you can take me with you?" I stared at Kaelen, my heart sinking as his words registered.
The war room suddenly felt much colder. The maps scattered across the crystal table blurred as I focused solely on my mate's face, searching for any sign that I'd misunderstood.
Kaelen ran a hand through his dark hair, a gesture I knew meant he was struggling with what he needed to say. "These diplomatic missions will take me through unfamiliar territories, Seraphina. The security situation is uncertain at best."
"I'm your Luna," I countered, resting a protective hand on my swollen belly. "Your mate. Where you go, I go."
His jaw tightened. "Not this time. Not when you're seven months pregnant with our son."
"So I'm supposed to just sit here while you travel across Vanara building alliances? I can help you, Kaelen. I can charm these Alphas. They need to see us as a united front."
