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Chapter 105 – The Night They Arrived

Author: Sernyx
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-07 00:38:11

SAESHA POV

It started with a quiet ache.

At first I thought it was another restless-night cramp, the kind that came and went whenever I turned wrong in bed.

But when the clock blinked 2:37 a.m. and the ache came again, sharper this time, I sat up.

The rain had stopped hours ago; the house was wrapped in silence.

Only the faint glow from the nursery lamp reached the end of the hallway.

“Alex,” I whispered.

He stirred, half-asleep. “Mmh?”

“I think …it’s starting.”

That woke him completely.

He blinked once, then twice, then swung his legs off the bed. “Are you sure? How far apart?”

“Maybe ten minutes.” Another wave rolled through, and I clenched the blanket. “Make that eight.”

In less than a heartbeat he was up, pacing, grabbing the hospital bag we’d packed, then remembering something and doubling back for the charger, then for the folder Clara insisted we keep.

By the third lap I laughed between breaths. “Alex—stop running.”

He froze, hair a mess, eyes wide. “I’m not pani
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