Lucian
I ended the call and stared down at the phone, dread pooling in my gut. I glanced up at Mara, and the look on her face said she’d already sensed something was wrong.
“What is it, love?” she asked softly, reaching for my hand.
I squeezed her fingers gently, hesitating. Darian’s sharp eyes caught mine; he instantly knew something was up. Quietly, he motioned to Tiffany to give us privacy. They both left without a word.
Mara watched me carefully, concern etched in her eyes.
“It’s Tina,” I finally admitted. “She’s in labor. They’re at the hospital right now.”
Mara jumped up immediately. “Then what are we still doing here, Lucian? We need to go—right now. Everything else can wait.”
Her instant urgency surprised me. I hadn’t expected such clear-headed calmness from her, not with so
