[Aera’s POV]Once I’m out of the room, I extend my senses until I can feel Ayla. Although I had noticed that something was off about her the day before, just how weak her aura felt confirmed that there was something serious going on.Unable to stop the worry that suddenly flares, I move, heading in the direction that I feel her, while those who roam around the temple watch me. Their gazes take me in as if I’m some sort of foreign object, given the fact that outsiders are usually not allowed in this place.Despite wanting to tell them off for their blatant actions, I force myself to ignore them. Right now, the biggest concern is getting to Ayla. However, before I reach, a hand reaches out, wraps around my arm, and pulls, sending me crashing into a small broom closet."What the hell?" I hiss, looking around until my eyes came to rest on Celia. "What are you doing?" I continue, going on full alert."I wanted to talk to you," she responds, her face remaining calm."Talk," I repeat, raisin
[Ayla's POV]When I woke up this morning, I decided I would sit down and have a long chat with Aera. I knew that I had overreacted a little too much the night before, and I figured since we both had time to cool down and collect our thoughts, we would be able to discuss things like actual adults.At least, that was what I had planned, but somehow I walked right into something that could be straight out of a fucking drama.What's worse, I seemed to be the tragic heroine, and Aera was the hero who was being portrayed as the villain by the villain herself."Ayla," Celia murmurs, drawing my attention away from Aera, who was staring at me with an unspoken question in his eyes.Do you truly believe I would do that?He didn't have to say it for me to know that was what he was thinking, but I couldn't possibly react. Instead, I kept my expression as cold as I possibly could, for his sake and mine."Celia," I sigh, untangling the talented actress herself from around me. "Let go.""Ayla!" She g
[Ayla's POV]I stare down at the hand that is held out to me and find myself wondering if it would truly be okay to take it. If I said that I didn't feel a pull toward Aera, I'd be lying, but the fear of him turning on me remains.Would it be alright for me to trust this man in front of me, or would I come to regret it?Immediately, images of his reaction toward learning what my blood could do appear, and my wall begins to go back up, but I stop it before it can slam completely into place.Sure, he may have reacted like he did, but he was making an effort to make up for it, and I needed to keep that in mind."Well?" Aera pushes. "Are you going to make me beg?""Begging doesn't sound half bad," I admit with a giggle. "I wouldn't mind seeing that.""Then, mon avenir, will you please give me a chance to make up for all my crimes against you by worshipping you like the goddess you are?"A blush begins to creep up my cheeks, and I feel my heart do a somersault. Shit, this man was smooth. H
[Ayla’s POV]I wait as Aera processes what I’ve told him. From the look on his face, I have a feeling he is debating whether or not he should go and attack them, but in the end, he remains in place, clearly more concerned with not leaving me."Those bastards," he finally growls, pulling me closer so that his warmth seeps into my bare skin. "Why would they do something so fucking stupid? What about the child?"At his words, my heart drops. Would it affect the baby?Panic begins to build as I feel like a complete failure for not being able to protect it better."Hey!" Aera gasps as my breath hitches in my throat. "Calm down! It was just a thought, I’m sure that the child is perfectly fine.""But what if it isn’t?" I gasp, trying to stop myself from hyperventilating. "What if it…""Stop it!" Aera hisses, taking control. "Just remain calm. That child has alpha blood, and I’m sure that it will be fine. If you’d like, I’ll ask Hanson to do a scan to check if you’d like."A scan… If that hap
[Aera’s POV]Ayla doesn’t speak as she examines me, trying to figure out exactly what it was that I was getting at, but before she can question me, Hanson returns.His face is flushed, and sweat beads his skin, making it look like he had just run a marathon. "Was it that difficult going from here to the hospital?" I ask, eyeing him. "I didn’t think you were in bad shape.""Watch it," he warns, shooting a glare. "I couldn’t just stroll out of this damn temple and then waltz back in with this." As he speaks, he holds up a box that looks like an old FM radio with a small microphone attached to it. "The elders would certainly ask questions.""What is that?" Ayla asks, fixing her gaze on the machine."It’s a doppler," Hanson explains. "If you would, please lay down and lift your shirt."At his words, a growl of warning escapes me."Is that necessary?" I ask, not wanting another man to lay eyes on even an inch of my woman."If you want me to check the baby's heartbeat to make sure it’s sti
[Ayla’s POV]I sat fiddling with my fingernails while Aera sat calmly beside me. How he was so calm given what was about to happen was beyond me.After a little…fun… the night before, we both decided that we would tell my aunt and uncle together about my pregnancy. Although Isabella was aware of it since she found my pregnancy tests, I was sure that she wouldn’t blab to them."If you keep doing that, you’re going to end up ripping off your whole nail," Aera points out as I let out a hiss from accidentally tearing the nail from my nailbed."Sorry," I mutter. "I just wish they would go ahead and get here."So far, we have been waiting an hour for their arrival. Even though I knew that they should arrive any minute, the time spent waiting feels like eternity."Maybe we should have waited," Aera sighs."For what?""A time when you weren’t under a lot of pressure.""That time may never come," I sigh. "And it’s better they know before I start to show. I don’t think it will be long given the
[Ayla’s POV]I don’t speak as Aera’s words settle around us, causing the atmosphere to grow heavier and heavier. If we were talking about anyone else, this discussion wouldn’t be so uncomfortable, but since we were speaking about Celia, it was entirely different."You said," Uncle Silas begins, his voice cold. "Celia attempted to kill Ayla."I wasn’t sure if he was angry that he didn’t know about this or if he didn’t believe what was being said, but I knew that he was trying his hardest to not lose his temper."That’s right," Aera confirms, not backing down. "With her freakish fire.""Careful," Isabella warns, fixing a glare on Aera. "Even if what you’re saying is true, Celia is still my sister and my parents daughter. You will not badmouth her in front of us.""And what about Ayla?" Aera demands. "She was almost killed by your sister and their daughter. Does that mean nothing?""Aera," I murmur, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "Celia wasn’t herself at that time.""And what of the o
[Aera’s POV]"Do you feel better now that you’ve told your aunt and uncle about your pregnancy?"After finishing their discussion about Celia and about Ayla being on guard for the time being, Silas and Lennox headed out along with the kids.Since their departure, Ayla has been quiet, and I couldn’t help but want to know what was on her mind.When her green eyes come to find mine, I see a flash of unease, but it quickly disappears."About some things," she admits."At least it’s one less thing for you to worry about," I murmur, pulling her into my lap so that she was straddling me. "And if you need help forgetting other things, I’m more than willing to help with that too."As I speak, I begin to slide my hands beneath Ayla’s shirt until they reach the hooks of her bra. Leaning forward, I begin to trail kisses along her collarbones and then her throat while getting the pesky garment out of my way.A small moan escapes Ayla’s lips as I pull her shirt off and then the bra so that her brea