It had been almost a week since Isabella had escaped the pack house, and though Odin was pushing for her to be found, Vespian, Lucien and I had all agreed that resources shouldn’t be wasted hunting her down when we had bigger fish to fry.
After the meeting had concluded, everyone had gone their separate ways. Celeste headed to London to speak with the Vampires, Leo to Africa to request an audience with the Fae Queen and Lucien to the mountain ranges of Russia to convince the Dragon Prince to come out of self-isolation.
Two days after getting settled into the pack house, Gracie and I had awoken to find her belly had already begun to swell remarkably. Gracie had been calm stating that it was normal. She was carrying three babies instead of one, she’d said trying to put me at ease, except m
