Fated to More Than One
Just under a mile, we race after them, the baby covered in a blue orb suspended in the backseat, untouched by the wreckage around her.
I marvel at her as the car stops landing on its roof, where it lays dormant and still, yet she is still suspended in that ball.
"Come now, Lilith," Onyx talks aloud, something that is a gift of his own. The ability to speak aloud in Wolf form is unheard of. But every lifetime he comes back, he brings new skills with him.
This is our twelfth life cycle, the lucky son of a bitch.
The child floats out of the broken window, all blonde curls and big blue eyes, and I swear my heart breaks into a million pieces and then repairs itself in a shape that holds her dear
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