Three

Grandma Zora was a godsend. I had spent almost a month in her house surrounded by kindness and warmth.

Despite her initial hesitation, she informed me that something told her that I was telling the truth, and she felt pity for me knowing how hard it was going to be for an Omega to carry an alpha pregnancy and couldn't watch me leave.

"No seed of mine will end up a bastard. Not while I'm alive,” she had said after welcoming me into her home. "The boys are not here, but you can stay with me while we try to figure out something."

Days turned into weeks, and there was no sign of Ziah. I worried for his safety when his grandmother informed me that they had gone for a semester program in the human world to hone their science and technology skills in order to defeat our enemies, the witches.

"But...but are you sure they are safe out there?" I asked.

"Don't worry, child," Grandma Zora said, patting my hand. "My grandboys are strong and capable. It's crucial now to stay ahead of our enemie