Chapter 39
Lucan's pov
I stared at my mate as she lay tucked peacefully under the blanket.
She looked rather breathtaking.
I took in her petite hand... flashes of what that hand had turned into swirled like a whirlwind.
The Guru.
Descendant of the goddess.
She whirled like the goddess herself and slashed through my enemies.
I wondered if she was going to recall what happened.
I looked deep into her sleeping figure, peace swelling around her.
She’s my peace, my everything.
The words of the seer hung in the air.
My eyes twitched as I recalled.
"She’s carrying your little one… your grace."
But how?
I didn’t mark her.
I never did, even though I was going to, but…
It has always been that way.
When your mate is marked, she’s able to bear you children.
But how is she pregnant
