GILDEONHe slashed his fiery blade at the enemy, but it didn’t so much as graze a strand of Professor Leviste’s hair.She was right there, standing still, yet blinking in and out of view. It was so fast he had to activate his dragon eyes just to keep track of her as she jumped from one point to another. He didn’t believe the Light Fae were physically moving through space—more likely, they were using magic to bend his perception.What puzzled him was why they hadn’t extinguished his fire yet.He lashed out with his blade again, just to keep the Light Fae occupied while Arah saw to Lexi. That thing he’d glimpsed earlier wasn’t something to underestimate, but he trusted Arah to handle it.He surged forward, but halfway there, something made him freeze.A child’s cry.A jolt of electricity shot through his veins, his heart slamming against his ribcage.His son had been born.Ahead of him, Professor Leviste’s expression faltered, just slightly. He figured the Light Fae had felt it too.Gil
ARAHShe gasped, the realization hitting her.Tonight was the final night of the timeline the Light Fae had given Gildeon. She hadn’t expected them to actually show up… and certainly not right here, in their home, at the very edge of the deadline.“They broke through the barrier, Gildeon,” she said quietly, her pulse quickening a notch, tension coiling in her chest.She could feel the shift in him, the unease radiating off his body. And now, standing in the presence of one, she finally understood the true magnitude of the Light Fae’s power.“There’s no need for this,” Gildeon said to the old woman, his beast voice low and gravelly. “We’ve already contained the anomalous energy at the sites where the Dark Plane could be opened.”Arah swallowed, her throat dry. She knew that wasn’t true anymore.“My child won’t be a threat,” he added.The old woman remained silent, her hands folded neatly in front of her. Her expression was blank, white eyes staring in their direction.“You have left on
ARAHHer mouth fell open. She couldn’t believe Gildeon’s reaction. For a moment, she was so stunned it felt like a complete stranger was staring back at her.A stranger who saw her not as a lover, but as a threat. An enemy.Had she really gone that far? Was Gildeon now willing to stand against her—fight her—just to protect his child and the woman carrying it?Yes, she’d snapped. She’d been provoked, and she knew she should’ve done a better job holding herself together. But she would’ve stopped before anything actually hurt the baby. She knew her limits.And yet, the way Gildeon looked at her… the way his face darkened, eyes sharp with accusation—it was as if she’d committed the worst possible crime.Her body went tense. Something felt wrong. Why was he acting like this?“I wasn’t going to hurt the baby,” she muttered, but her words didn’t soften his expression. Not even a little.Gildeon turned to Lexi instead, helping her up and gently rubbing her pregnant belly. “You alright?” he as
ARAHNatalia.That was Lexi’s real name, but the witch had asked them not to use it.She wasn’t exactly sure how their dinner conversation had taken a turn toward the witch’s past. And judging by the look on Gildeon’s face, he was genuinely interested in learning more about the mother of his child.That alone was enough to kill Arah’s appetite. Still, she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little curious about where this woman had come from.“I was a bastard child, you see,” Lexi said, taking a sip of her exotic smoothie—the smell of which Arah had finally gotten used to. “My mother was a maid. My father? That asshole governor. He raped her… and now here I am.”Arah didn’t know what to say. Lexi went on, explaining how her father had wanted her aborted, but her mother had begged to keep the child. Lexi ended up growing up in that very household, working as a servant while watching her half-siblings live lives of luxury.Eventually, the governor’s wife had discovered the trut
ARAHShe didn’t get a good night’s sleep. She couldn’t even remember if she’d gotten a single moment of shut-eye. Even in her dreams, she felt restless, haunted by the thought of Gildeon sleeping next to Lexi in his room. The least they’d done to ease her mind was leave the door open, but honestly, passing by that room, she wished they’d just closed it.Gildeon had been lying on his side, hand still resting on Lexi’s belly. What really irked her, though, was Lexi’s hand resting over his. In her head, she pictured slicing that hand clean off.Her morbid daydreaming was interrupted by the sight of Gildeon stirring. She quickly ducked out of view.Arah went straight to the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. She considered making breakfast for Gildeon, but decided against it and prepared one just for herself instead.She was in the middle of toasting some bread when she heard his footsteps coming down the hallway.“Hey, y
ARAHHer jaw dropped. Even Gildeon looked stunned into silence. Lexi was supposed to still be in her first trimester.“How did this happen?” Gildeon voiced the very question echoing in her mind, his brows drawn tight in confusion.“Isn’t this normal for salamanders?” Arah asked.He shook his head, arms folding across his chest. “No. Our women carry offspring far longer than humans do. Even if the child’s a hybrid and being carried by a lower mortal, there’s no way it should be accelerating like this.”Lexi glanced down at her swollen belly, fingers hovering over it as if afraid to touch. “I don’t know what happened,” she said.“You don’t know?” Arah raised a brow. “What did you do to it?” She hadn’t meant for it to sound accusatory, but there was no logical starting point.Nothing about this made sense.Lexi’s head snapped up. “I would never cast a spell on my own baby, if that’s what you’re implying.”A