Elena stared at the phone until the words stopped making sense as words at all.
"What baby?" she asked. "Rohan, what baby?"
"I don't know." He set the phone down on the table between them like it had teeth. "I have no idea of who sent it, and I don't know what it means, and I need you to believe me when I say that."
"I believe you." Her voice came out steadier than she felt. "That's not what scares me."
She pressed both hands flat against her stomach without meaning to, an old, useless instinct, like touch alone could tell her anything the healer couldn't. Nothing about her body felt different. That was almost worse than if it had.
"There's a woman near the eastern border," Rohan said slowly, watching her face. "Pack healer. Older than anyone remembers her being. If something's happen
