The mansion creaked with the weight of ancient magic as Christian led Daisy through warded corridors, his frost trailing their footsteps. The Moon's Tear pulsed steadily against her throat, matching the rhythm of her heartbeat—and the smaller, faster one that fluttered beneath her hand as she cradled her abdomen.
"You need rest," Christian said, his voice brooking no argument. The shadows beneath his eyes betrayed his own exhaustion. "The child draws strength from you, and right now your strength is—"
"Depleted," Daisy finished. "I know." She'd felt it since they'd examined the journals, a hollow ache spreading through her limbs.
"The den is the most secure room in the mansion," Christian continued, frost spreading ahead to check for threats. "The omega children have been relocated ther
