Baby For The Grimlock General By Aurelia Skye -

The turning point came during a brutal dust storm. Elara collapsed, the strain of the harsh atmosphere and her hidden pregnancy finally taking their toll. When Grimlock found her, his internal processors spiked. He didn't see a captive; he saw something fragile that belonged to him.

The General had claimed her to ensure his soldiers had the best care, but as the moons of Valtos cycled, his cold, calculated interest shifted. He found himself lingering in the med-bay, watching the way her hands moved with grace, and how she never flinched at his towering, obsidian-plated frame. Baby for the Grimlock General by Aurelia Skye

"He is of you," Grimlock corrected, his optics glowing a soft, protective amber. "And you are mine. Therefore, he is the legacy of the Iron Legion." The turning point came during a brutal dust storm

The General knelt, a movement that ground metal against stone. He placed a massive, heat-syncing palm over her stomach. To his shock, a small, rhythmic thrum met his sensors—a second heartbeat, fast and fierce. He didn't see a captive; he saw something

Elara looked up, pale but stubborn. "He’s mine, Grimlock. Not a soldier for your legion."