Skylar POV
I absentmindedly caressed my swollen belly. It was something I had started to do more often recently; inhabit the chair in our room for hours and stare into space, fretting about what else was to come.
It had been two weeks since the last attack and everything had been quiet. No sightings, no whispers, no attacks; never a good thing when you need to know where your enemy is.
I had never been scared of anything before and the feeling wasn’t something I welcomed. When I was free and single, I had been confident that I could fend for myself, but now, in the condition I was in, I doubted I would be able to protect myself, or the three little boys growing inside of me.
“It’s OK, it’s only me.” Skoll reassured, after seeing me flinch at the movement of the opening door. “Have you
