Chapter Thirty-three (Dane’s POV) Decades before…

The second time she was taken from me, there was no warning. I left her in bed after making love to her and came back to find golden shimmers of dust on our bed, without thinking I threw some clothes on and walked through the thick mirage of the liquid-like gate she left behind and found myself in a hospital. My inside was in knots and I was scared shitless of what I would find, knowing she was pregnant with our son. I walk through long hallways with humans giving me curious gazes. I really didn't care what they saw. I just needed to find Saraya. Mercifully her scent led me into a modern operating room. Her cries made me barge in through the revolving double door. She just delivered a baby boy – my son. Only the baby was still and unmoving. He was stillborn. He had come too soon.

Saraya cried loudly, begging the doctors to give the baby to her.

"Did anyone come with her?" the female doctor in the blue getup asked.

"No, she came alone and was in labour," an average-height nurse re