“You’re having a baby, Cian?” Adrian’s mother muttered on the other end of the line. Of course it was something she would have picked out from everything he had said. She was his mother, after all, and would be thrilled to be a grandmother. Would she feel the same when he told her that her grandchild was Tainted?
“Yes. Ari and I are pregnant,” his stomach churned, the futility of his situation souring it. “And I need to protect them, but where do I go? There isn’t any realm where I can tuck them away, to hide them, that She cannot find them.” He chuckled bitterly, “Well, I guess there’s Hell. Màthair Gealach wouldn’t ever go there.”
Would he ever go back there if it was the only place to go?
“Don’t you even think about it!” his mother cried. The fear dripped from her voice, saturating
