The days in the cave felt different now. Softer. Tae’s belly was round, heavy, carrying the proof of their bond. She had stopped keeping track of time — but Kookie did. He watched her constantly, protective and restless, never letting her lift a finger.

He brought her fruits and vegetables every day, piling them at her side like offerings. “Eat. For pup. For you,” he rumbled, eyes locked on her glowing skin.