*Rose*
Mark’s words hammer around in my head for a moment as I try to process what he’s saying to me.
King Gene has sent his warriors to kill us all.
Ordinarily, I would laugh at something like that. It’s not as if Gene has any warriors I’m actually afraid of. He is a bumbling i***t who can’t even tie his own shoes, so I would seriously doubt him capable of doing anything that was going to truly harm me or my children.
But that’s just it. I look around the room and see their little faces, all of them sleeping except for Tristan’s daughter who is looking at me like I’m a snack, probably because I am to her, and that baby eats almost as much as her father, but the fact that my babies are here now, I can see them and touch them with my hands, that makes me nervous.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
