Chapter Thirty- Four

Marco’s POV

Scarlett took a deep breath, her voice tinged with both fear and vulnerability. "In my dream, before Swiftclaw attacked you, I saw something... something horrifying," she began, her words hesitant. "I saw our baby, Marco. I saw our unborn child being attacked, right after I had conceived it."

My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of concern and anger flooding my veins. "Attacked? By whom?" I asked, my voice laced with a protective instinct.

Scarlett's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to recount the details. "I couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, but I knew it was intentional. They wanted to kill our baby, Marco. I fought back, but I wasn't fast enough. And then... then Swiftclaw stabbed you."

A surge of anger and anguish coursed through me as I imagined the horror Scarlett had witnessed. I moved closer to her, gently wrapping my arms around her trembling form. "Shh, my love," I whispered, my voice filled with comfort. "I'm here now, and I won't let anything ha