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He wrapped his arms around me, my heart pounding. “You are. I can hear her heartbeat!” His eyes shimmered with joy.

I held him for a moment, in shock, struggling to process what I knew was true, but my heart was soaring. I was pregnant with his child.

I sat back and looked at him, my heart sinking. If itwasa girl... My aunt’s words came to mind.The curse will be no more.The fear washed away from me, my life with him ahead of me. Every one of my muscles relaxed in his arms.

He pulled back and searched my face. The love in his eyes was unwavering as it was joined with uncertainty. “What is it?”

“She’s the witch who will be sustained by blood, the second vampire-witch hybrid in the coven. The High Priestess curse is broken.” The words came out as a revelation, my heart pounding.

My thoughts went back to Amara’s letter. She knew the curse would be broken, that I would live a long and healthy life with Cormac at my side. I took his hands, our fingers intertwined as we stared into each other’s eyes, each processing the shock in our own way.

The sound of his phone ringing shattered the moment, breaking the calm. It was an unusual sound—no one really ever called him. He looked over at the table. The caller ID showed a long number but no name.

My brow furrowed, and a strange sense of unease gripped my chest. “Who is it?”

He shook his head and picked up the phone. “Hello?” he answered, putting it on speaker.

“Brother,” came a voice I didn’t recognize. There was a certain warmth to it, but the undertone sent a chill down my spine. “Just coming in from a swim. Congratulations on your wonderful news. However, let it be known that I have no intention of helping you and Conall.”

Cormac’s face tensed, his voice tight. “Lorcan. How wonderful to hear from you.”

The call ended. The silence following Lorcan’s words was suffocating.

Cormac set the phone on the table next to the drawer, biting the insides of his lips together. He gazed into the distance in quiet contemplation before turning to me. “How do you feel about a trip to Australia? Shall I have Jacob fuel the jet?”

A fragile trust. A buried secret. Fate bound them together, revenge could rip them apart.

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