I shook my head. I had to think of what I would say next. I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “When the goddess was giving me power, I felt something.”
He cupped my cheek. “Tell me.” The trust and devotion in his eyes settled me.
“My babe.” His breath caught.
“You're pregnant with my pup?” I shook my head.
“Shush. Just listen.” I grabbed his hands. “When the goddess was filling me with power, when it reached my stomach, I felt it. The flutter of life.” I struggled to find the words. “But it was familiar. One I had grown to know, one I had memorized.” His brow furrowed.
“You aren’t making much sense. All babies move the same.” He tried to make sense of my jumbled words.
I shook my head. “In my first life.” I think in that moment he started to understand, and his face turned a little sad.
“What are you saying, Amy?” Toya’s voice was soft. But I could feel her behind me.
I shook my head. “I’m just going to say it out loud, and then we can argue about the ridiculousness of it.” Rowan waited patiently for me to figure out my thoughts. “The Moon Goddess said it wasn’t a guarantee, more like a prize, but I felt the flutter. The life that she was offering. If we manage to beat this back, if I do what she needs me to do. I can get back my son.”
Rowan swallowed past a lump in his throat. “Your son with Brandon?”
I shook my head and grabbed at his that he was pulling away. “No. He wouldn’t be my son with Brandon. But our son. Our love. Our passion. Our blood, sweat and tears. But his soul. The life cut too short, reborn in safety and love.”
He tilted his head. “So you’re not saying you have to mate with Brandon?”
I threw back my head and laughed. “Goddess no!” I wrapped my hands around his face. “The only time I will ever touch Brandon again will be when I am ripping his tongue from his mouth.”
Rowan smiled. “Our babe, our son.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Shifted Fate (Amy)