Chapter Twelve

FREYA

“Ma’am, you have not just one fetus in your womb.”

I raised my head as those words hit my ears.

It had been four months since I fled from Jaxton’s crib, and he had not come looking for me, or, maybe he did but couldn’t find me, because I found my way into the most remote area of the new town, I tossed myself into.

I was lying on the bed, and the nurse was running her stuff on my belly, which was being displayed on the screen of the machine in by the side.

What did she mean I don’t have just one fetus in my womb? Do I have something else in there?

“What do you mean by that?” I posed.

I wasn’t sure the nurse was right, and by the way, I never really believed the clinic would be any good, because there are no doctors here.

But I had no choice. I was doing my best to avoid going to the city because I fear being seen and fished out by Jaxton’s men.

I fear being grabbed and ferried back to that demon’s crib.

I relaxed on the bed, waiting for her response as she continued running the s