Elaris's POVAveric's sword hovered near my stomach as the silvery glow surrounding it faded to a warm tingle.The archive room was practically unrecognizable.Clouds of dust motes floated through the moonlight as shards of broken glass, scattered pages, and a trail of dark red streaking from Caedmon's nose to his chin littered the floor.Yet he wasn't interesting in inspecting any of it.His hazel eyes were still fixed on me."Our child," Averic murmured.I swallowed."Yes."A long, taut beat of silence stretched between us.I pressed my hands to my stomach, feeling the strange warmth fade away as the tiny heartbeat within stayed strong and fast.Averic finally lowered his sword, a look of something like shock crossing his face before twisting into an expression I'd never seen before.It was wonder, mixed with fear, and laced thickly with possessive male pride that coiled right into my wolf's bonesNeryss limped closer, still holding the bronze candelabra she'd used to bash Caedmon f
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