Chapter Thirteen

FREYA

Child birth wasn’t any game anyone can play with ease, not to talk of having six babies in a single labor.

I had not seen anyone who did such before, but I did it in the local clinic in the town I ran to after fleeing from Jaxton and the cities I could smell his presence in.

They were laid next to me on the massive bed at home, because there was no furniture for babies here, but I was sure my kids would lack nothing in their life, because everyone in the neighborhood stepped out for us.

They had not seen such thing as sextuplets in years, and they were glad to have them in their midst now.

“What’s their name?”

“What would be their surname?”

“Will they bear Joe’s name?”

I shrugged at those questions and laid back on the bed, pretending to be sleeping, and praying in my mind that the people who had gathered in the room would just walk away.

“Let’s name them one after the other.”

“Which of them is the eldest?”

“Joe and his woman should name their kids, not us.”

Everywhere went sil