(Isla)
The sky was too quiet this morning.
Inside me, Nyra was pacing. “Something’s wrong”, she said lowly with teeth in my ribs.
Kieran knocked once before opening my door.
“They’re at the border,” he said. No hello or greeting of any form. “Zayden with two.”
My stomach dropped and the baby fluttered.
“Why?” I whispered.
“Because he felt it,” Kieran said. “Same as everyone will soon.”
I nodded even though I didn’t know how he knew. My palms were already tingling.
I followed him out but we didn’t go to the house, we went to the line.
The Crescent Moon border. It was a row of stones and old scent marks. Beyond it, pine and Silver Creek territory.
Zayden was already there.
He stood on the other side of the stones like he wasn’t allowed to cross because he wasn’t.
He had mud
