Todos los capítulos de Breath Without Me: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Tristan's POV The door clicks shut behind us, blocking out the chaos and low hum of the hospital. Walker had guided me into the nearest bathroom, leaving behind everything we had escaped. Now here I am, sitting on the counter next to the sink; the coldness of the room is a sharp contrast to the warmth his body radiates. Walker stands between my legs, a permanent frown etched on his face as he carefully dabs a paper towel soaked in cold water against my wounds. He touches me so lightly, like I’m fragile and would break beneath his hands. My eyes never leave his face as he takes care of me. My love for him swirls in my chest. I love the way he tenderly cares for me. I can feel his worry bleeding through the bond. No matter how many times I tell him I'm okay, it doesn't change the fact that he frets and worries about me. No one has ever loved me so fiercely. He'd fight my biggest fears, every monster that would try to hurt me, even the devil, if he had to. He'd become a monster himself

Walker's POVI take the stairs two at a time and cross the room in three quick strides. I can't wait. I need to be inside him, and I need to be inside him now! My heart is racing, my body is on fire, and I'm soaked in sweat from head to toe. My cock is rock hard, ready to explode, and if I don't sink it inside my Omega now, I might go out of my damn mind! The bed is in sight; the only thought running through my mind is to breed my Omega, fill him to the brim with my seed until I'm sure he's bearing my pup. My one-track mind has me prying the Omega from my body, and just as I go to throw him onto the bed, his alarmed voice shocks me, pulling me from my lust-filled, animalistic state I was drowning in. “No!” And the way he frantically grabbed at my body brought me to a halt, and I looked down at him, rapidly blinking my eyes. “My nest, Alpha! Don't ruin my nest!” My eyes snap to his nest, and my stomach drops when I realize I was seconds from tossing him onto it. It's one thing if

Tristan's POVHis knot didn't even completely go down when he pulled out and placed me in a new position. The sensation of him leaving my body was a strange mix of relief and loss, and that sudden emptiness was almost as overwhelming as the fullness had been. However, before I could fully process the change, his hands were on me again.I felt like a ragdoll; every 20 to 30 minutes, I was manhandled into a new position. My body became pliant, allowing him to position me however he desired: sideways with one leg bent at an impossible angle, or on my stomach with the pillows propped beneath my waist to lift me higher. My body surrendered to my Alpha, and I became putty in his hands. Just when I thought sweet sleep would come, my Alpha was ready for another round. Each time his knot receded was like flipping the switch on for the next round, and I'd find myself on my back again, pressed against the bed, legs thrown over his shoulders, his weight pinning me down as he drove into me relentl

Tristan's POVThe ham-and-cheese calzone Sara made was absolutely delicious! The flaky crust brushed with garlic butter had my mouth watering. I ate the first one with ease, licking my fingers clean. Unfortunately, I don't even manage to eat half of the second one, and I frown, disappointed that I can't finish eating the cheesy, juicy, salty, buttery masterpiece Sara made. “You're done?” Walker asks, his fork hovering over my plate as I push it away. The poor man's eyes can barely look away from my half-eaten calzone. And when he looks at me, casting those sheepish eyes my way, I want to hug him and give him everything he wants.“It's all yours,” I smile as I push my plate toward my Alpha. A triumphant grin spreads across his face as he snatches what is left of my calzone and devours it in three large bites, as if he hadn't already polished off three of them My attention drifts back to Jason, who's sitting beside me. Getting Jason a seat beside me was quite the task when it came to

Tristan's POV I'm in my final trimester, and there are only three weeks left of this pregnancy. I feel like a whale, and when I walk, I waddle like a damn penguin. My lower back aches, my feet have become swollen, and they barely fit into anything but my slippers.As my belly grew, I outgrew all my clothes. I bought a few maternity outfits, but even those no longer fit. My belly is so large it looks like I'm carrying three of these suckers in there. Sometimes when I catch my reflection in the mirror, I gasp because it looks like someone stuck a basketball under my shirt and decided to call it a day.Surprisingly, and thank goodness, I only seem to be carrying weight in my stomach, though as I'm nearing the end of my pregnancy, my ankles have been quite swollen too. Walker massages them every night, his thumbs pressing into the tender flesh while I pretend it doesn't hurt as much as it does.I feel fat and unattractive, but somehow, Walker finds me even more attractive. Even with a sid