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Beginning Of The Dark Storm

I woke the next morning with stiff limbs that felt like they were breaking. Fuck, it seemed that the wolfsbane that was in my system had really done a number. Lifting a hand, I touched my stomach as worry raced through me. If it affected me like this, what did that mean for my child?

“What are you doing?” Ashton asked from behind me.

Removing my hand, I turned to look into his sleepy eyes that were watching me with curiosity.

“Do you think the baby is okay?” I asked, unable to contain my anxiety.

“Hm?”

Instead of responding, Ashton sat up and began to lean his head towards my stomach. Sucking in a breath, I waited as he laid his ear against my skin. After a moment, a smile crept across his

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