chapter 173

Sable

My blood runs cold as Cleo’s words wash over me.

I want to deny it, to call her a liar. I want her to be making this up just to get the upper hand.

But she’s not.

I know it.

Where her magic is wrapped around my torso, I can feel it delving deep inside me through the connection we share. And I can feel the truth. My hands automatically go to my belly where the little life seems to glow like a tiny star beneath Cleo’s pulsing, evil magic.

Whether I’m in my astral form or not, that little life is still with me. And if Cleo kills me, even in this realm, the baby will die too.

My mates hesitate, their wolfish gazes boring into me as if they can see the truth for themselves if they just look hard enough. They can’t, of course. All they see is me in danger, and I know they don’t want to give in. But they must read the answer in my eyes, because as one, they all release Cleo and step away from her.

Angry growls echo off the cave walls. I can feel their collective helplessness through ou