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ullaby. Elara's breath hitched, her eyes darting around the dimly lit room. The fire crackled, but it

gnawing anxiety. Was he calling for help? Or had he simply left her here, a messy inconvenie

ips. Her nails dug into the soft leather of the sofa. "Okay, baby," she grunted throu

envisioned a sterile hospital room, maybe her estranged sister's worried face hovering above her. Not this cold,

w fell across

er heart hammering against

an and eyes that glittered with an unnerving intensity. She wore a dress of deep violet that seemed to

om wealthy neighbor. There was something... predatory about this

vers down Elara's spine. "What have we here? A little stray caught

lara managed, he

tate... belongs to my family." Her eyes flickered down to Elara's stomach again, a strange light igni

r contraction hit, doubling her o

How... inconvenient." She took another step closer, and Elara inst

," Elara whispered

tle surprise you're carrying." Her gaze locked onto Elara's, and it felt like a physical touch, invasive and

is woman was dangerous. She could feel it in the air, in t

h, I think you do. The tall, brooding one with the rather... striking eyes? He has a pen

, more insistent. Seraphina's head tilted slightly, her eyes n

eyes blazed, and the air in the room crackled with a raw, untamed energy that made Elara's breath catch in

is voice dangerously low.

ing the commotion. A human woman in labor on Vale land? It's hardly an everyday occurrence." Her eyes flickered bac

his jaw tight. The air in the room was thick with u

und as another powerful contraction ripped thr

urious expression softening with a flicker of

earlier authority, but with an undercurrent of somethin

nk it is, Lucien. Anything that happens on Vale land is my concern. Especia

resonating in Elara's very bones. She squeezed her ey

, his hands clenching into fists. Th

ced the tension. A low, guttural growl, not human, not

er. Lucien's head snapped towards the doorway, his golden eye

rtainty, was far more dangerous than a broken GPS and a raging storm