Page 139 of Blood Red Rage

“I do.”

“You absolutely do not.”

“I will never put you through this again.”

Bryn stared at me, then started laughing, actually laughing. I looked at her like she'd lost her mind. “This isn't funny.”

“It is a little.”

“You're in labour.”

“Yes.”

“You're laughing.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because you are the most dramatic man alive.”

“I am not dramatic.” Every brother in the doorway made a sound. I turned. “Fuck all of you.”

Draugr folded his arms. “You just swore lifelong celibacy because your mate is giving birth.”

“I'll keep it.”

“No, you won't,” Bryn said.

I looked at her and she smiled. Tired, beautiful and all mine. “You'll survive this too.” My throat closed.

Dragan moved closer. “Viking.”

I looked at him. “I need you outside.”

“No.”

“It is time.”

“No.”

“Viking.”

“I said no.”

Bryn's fingers tightened around mine. “Go.”

My head snapped toward her. “No.”

“I need them to work.”

“They can work around me.”

“No, they can't.”

“I'll stand in the corner.”

“You don't stand in corners.”