Chapter 57 The Child Stirs
- The light coming from Alina’s palm pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat. Gold. Black. Gold. Black.
- Kaden stared at it, his mouth dry. “What does that mean? Is the baby hurt?”
- “I don’t know.” Alina’s voice shook. She pressed both hands against her stomach now, and the glow spread, seeping through the fabric of her torn dress. “It’s moving. Kaden, it’s really moving.”