As we walked out into the night air a voice calling my name has me spinning my head sharply towards it.
“Daddy?” My voice cracks as Lucian gently places me on my feet. My dad approaches slowly, his face unsure. When he gets closer, I fling my arms around him, well the best I can with my big belly between us. He pulled me tight against him as he sobbed quietly into my shoulder.
“Dad. What are you doing here? I thought...?” He stops me mid-sentence with a shake of his head as he takes my head in his hands, kissing my forehead.
“I know when you contacted me a while ago, I said I couldn’t see you, because of your mother.” He looks down in shame as he talks. “But when your Lucian came to the witch’s council in search of aid in finding you.... I left your mother.” I gasped as my hand flew
