Chapter 113

Edric's POV

All the fear leaves me at once, and I have to grab the bed to stop myself from collapsing to the floor. “You’re sure?” I ask, still not trusting that I heard Winston, one of our doctors, correctly.

“Pretty sure, yeah.” He grins at the look on my face. “She’s three weeks pregnant at least.”

It adds up. She conceived the night we left Mountain Fire. The night I chased her in the woods. The night everything clicked back into place and I knew we’d be okay.

Although, the last week or so, I started to doubt her. I started to think that the loss of Abbadon was too great and that I’d never get her back. I started to resent her for it, and many times all I could do was walk away because I was afraid of what I’d say to her if I didn’t. I have to keep reminding myself that she chose me, and that’s what matters. “She’s been so irritable lately,” I say, more to myself than the doctor. “I thought she…” I shake my head, cutting myself off before I give away too much.

“A lot of she-wo