Selene’s pov
I touched my belly once more.
I felt it as I closed my eyes.
I then opened my eyes and saw Dante.
“Do you think… the baby will be strong?” I asked already knowing his answer
He smiled. “If it’s anything like you, then yes.”
“Me?”
“You act surprised like you’re weak when you aren’t,” he laughed as I looked away.
“I feel weak. But thank you either way.”
He nodded, seemingly satisfied that at least one of us thought they knew more than they really did. “You’re welcome”
We turned off the road. We had hit denser growth part. The trees grew thick until they seemed to form an impassable wall on both sides of the track against which drawn up like soldiers no higher than sixty feet. The wind-line hissed and whined about just overhead.
“Will the pack really follow me?” I aske
