Evelynn POV
The echo of Mireya’s words chased me down the corridor like ghosts. You carry life.
No. Not now. Not when everything was just starting to settle.
I pressed my palm flat to my stomach, forcing a breath. It was too soon to think about that. Too dangerous to feel it. I needed clarity, not panic. There would be time. Later.
There had to be.
By the time I stepped into the common room, the low hum of voices had curdled into sharp noise. Calder’s growl cut through it, harsh enough to make the air vibrate.
“What do you mean it’s gone?” he barked.
Jax stood beside him, shoulders tense, eyes flashing gold. Maddox had his phone to his ear, but from the way his jaw was locking, the conversation was going nowhere good.
Rafe looked up first, his gaze snagging mine, relief flickering
