Lila’s POV
It was late in the night now, and the darkness beyond the car was absolute although they were occasionally broken by farmhouse lights in the distance.
We’d been driving for hours, first we went through Oregon, then crossing into Idaho, and now deep into rural Montana. Marcus hadn’t stopped except for gas, and even then he’d made us stay in the car with the engine running, ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble.
I sat in the backseat now, having switched places with Joan somewhere around the Idaho border. My swollen stomach made the cramped space even more uncomfortable, but Joan insisted she needed to be able to monitor me and the twins more closely.
Occasionally her hands would rest lightly on my stomach, warm pulses of magic flowing through the contact as she constant
