Chapter 138

• Sophia’s POV
• As I sat on the couch in Ian’s condo, my hand instinctively moved to my stomach. The warmth of my palm against my abdomen was comforting, but it didn’t soothe the storm of thoughts raging in my mind. The news of the castle’s attack still echoed, and all I could think about was the little life growing inside me. A baby—our—baby. And in this dangerous world, what kind of life would they have?
• Would they ever be safe? Would we?