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"But other than that, don't worry. As long you stay in the island, you won't get old and have bad juju happening to ya. We're stronger here than out there because our source of energy is directly beneath our feet, from the slumbering gods." Lars propped himself up in one elbow. "Wait, so... I can't leave Mirepa?" "Of course you can. We've made arrangements so that once every twelve years, we get a pass to leave the island for a year while other Scions take over the vacant region for a while. It's a good deal to explore the world out there." "But... why?" Vayu heaved a mild sigh. "Did you forget already about Twelve Scions protecting Mirepa and stuff? There are twelve of us and there are twel

Reid was already pulling up a lunar calendar on his phone, his face going progressively grimmer as he scrolled, and when he finally looked up, I saw in his expression the exact shape of the answer before he said it out loud. "Ten weeks," he said. "From today." Ten weeks. Not some distant, theoretical threat we could plan around at leisure — a countdown, real and finite, already running whether we'd understood it was running or not, toward a night when a patient enemy who had spent twenty years building toward exactly this moment intended to finish what an attack on an infant and her mother had begun two decades ago.

"From what I know, Ms. Jovine has only been back for less than two months, but the ultrasound report in her hand states she's been pregnant for 12 weeks." Everyone turned silent when they heard his words.

“I am sworn to the alpha, whose mother is sitting in the waiting room. So I am guessing you are related to the alpha?” Kira nodded. “I cannot risk that,” Dr Rad shook her head. “I won’t lie to my alpha for anyone… especially not about something that would be visible in like two weeks!” “Two weeks?” Kira blanched. “Yeah! You are already nearing second trimester as per the growth. You will start to show in one or two weeks. And…” Dr Rad studied the ultrasound monitor again and added, “deliver in ten weeks, give or take two.” “Oh crap, not again,” Kira groaned. “Can I make a quick phone call?” she requested.

Chapter 11: Twelve Hours The encrypted phone screen glowed in the dark like a threat I couldn’t escape. Twelve hours. That was all the syndicate had given us before they would drop the edited video that would destroy Callan’s life and mine. My hands were still shaking as I set the phone down on the nightstand.

One finger taps his wrist, a silent countdown. Twelve days are over.

she replied calmly. “Good—very good. We’ll transfer you to the old mansion, and you’ll be closely monitored by the best medical team.” --- 12th Week — At the Old Mansion Aster was now in her 12th week, and her belly had become noticeable. Only 8 more weeks to go. Living in the old mansion, she received proper monitoring. Her morning sickness had subsided, and she was working to regain her strength by eating healthy foods. A series of injections were administered to her placenta to meet the needs of the growing fetus.

"I’m getting heavier. The twins aren't going to wait for a formal invitation. They’re coming early." The books he’d swiped from Julian’s untouched library were clear: thirty-six weeks was the deadline, not forty. Every kick against his ribs that should have been a miracle felt like a ticking clock. "The rebels are moving pieces every hour," Eliza reminded him, her eyes tracking his frantic movement.

He rubbed her stomach with tender affection. “It doesn’t happen until 16 weeks,” She smiled at his lack of knowledge. “This week’s calculation is confusing. Why can’t they say it in months?” Athena wanted to laugh but did not. “You manage many companies all over the globe, and this is confusing to you?” Azazel nodded like a baby. Athena couldn’t believe him. The room became radio silent afterward; only the IV drip and heart monitor noises echoed. Azazel pulled Athena more into him. His naked chest provided her with much-needed warmth. “I am sorry,” Azazel crept his hand up to her top. When he cupped her breast in his hand outside her blouse, she stiffened instinctively.

Chapter 12 Tilly The months flew by. Soon it was May, and I was having my twenty-week scan. I was nervous about the baby. My twelve-week scan showed no problems, and the baby was healthy. I was still nervous though. “It’s completely normal.” Lawrence assured me. He had been going home whenever he could and researching pregnancy in books he borrowed from the library.