Chapter 183. Plans to Attack

*Isla*

Maddox takes his pants off, laying them over the foot of the bed as I run a brush through my hair. After sitting through a dinner with everyone currently staying in the little manor, including the warriors, I am happy to be in the comfort and privacy of our room.

Tomorrow night I could be curled up in our bed at the castle… if I get my way.

“I’m going,” I say flatly, narrowing my eyes at Maddox through the vanity mirror.

“It’ll be a war zone, Isla. I can’t take the risk.”

“Well, I’ve already made up my mind,” I reply hotly, sighing as my belly tightens. I feel awful, and have been feeling worse and worse as the evening goes on. I try to tell myself it’s because I’m as large as a house and have been cramped in a boat, then a car, and haven’t slept in a real bed in what feels like years, but I know deep down it’s because this baby is coming… soon.

“I’ve made up my mind,” he repeats, unbuttoning his shirt so he’s in nothing but his underwear.