Elara suddenly pressed both hands to her belly and let out a soft gasp as one of the quadruplets delivered a particularly strong kick right under her ribs while she was walking through the quiet corridor.
She stopped mid-step, leaning against the cool stone wall, breathing through her mouth in short bursts. The six-pointed star on her collarbone glowed faintly, pulsing in time with the active movements inside her. Her silver-white hair fell forward as she bent slightly, one hand rubbing slow circles over the spot where the baby had kicked.
Thorne appeared around the corner almost immediately, his tall, commanding frame moving with purpose. His silver-streaked dark hair caught the soft light as he reached her side. “Elara? Are the babies acting up again?”
Kael followed close behind, his
