As we walked to Serena’s, I loved the emotions I felt through my bond with Aria—love, contentment, and some sorrow. I put my arm around her, “Are you ok?”
She looked up at me with a sweet smile, “Just concerned about Serena. I know she’s dying. I really love her, Xavier. And I want her here, with us, so she can watch our baby grow. She’s mothered me, and I had no idea how much I needed her nurturing.”
I kissed her temple and pulled her close, “I’m sure she will stay as long as she can.”
When we got to Serena’s house, Aria stood at the door and took a deep breath. She pushed the door open, “Serena?” she called softly.
There was no reply and Serena’s scent was stale in the house. She hadn’t been here for several hours. Aria looked up at me, her eyes full of fear. I saw tears threatening
