Page 113 of Burn Falls

“Because you’re the chosen one.”

“And me having a baby with Draven? How does that play into all of this?”

Selene placed her hand on my stomach, and a light started to radiate against my shirt. “Because I know that is what will make you both happy. The next time you two are intimate, you will conceive a baby.” She moved around the bed and cupped Draven between his legs. The same light glowed against him.

My eyes widened. “What if I’m pregnant when we find Renzo?”

“Nothing will happen to the baby or to you. Your baby will be the first pure vampire baby and will give you the strength to overtake and kill him.”

“A fetus will do that?”

“Yes.”

“And what if I’m not pregnant when we find him?”

Selene walked back to me and cupped my face with her cold hand. “I have faith in you, my child. You’re a part of Renzo, and you have his strength plus your own. Your vampire blood is very powerful, and everything is lined up to take Renzo down.”

Before I could get any more words out, she disappeared, and the room went dark.

I’d drifted back asleep—or I’d never woke to begin with. I still wasn’t sure when I rolled out of bed and went in search of Draven. When I made it to the kitchen, he and Athan were sitting at the kitchen island, drinking from mugs. The smell of coffee was in the air.

“Vampires drink coffee?” I asked, moving closer. I’d seen him drink coffee before (when we went to see the Northern Lights), but I didn’t know then that he was immortal.

They turned their heads in my direction, and Draven spoke, “We do.”

“But it doesn’t do anything, right?”

“Sure it does,” Athan piped up.

Draven brought me to his side and wrapped his arm around me. “It works the same way, sweets. Same with alcohol. We consume it, and it gets into our blood system. The difference is, we have to feed to get it to work.”

“Oh. That makes sense.” Draven’s lips met mine. “What time is it?”

“It’s just after three in the afternoon,” Draven stated.

“Oh my God! What about the distillery? I didn’t show up.”

“The sun is up. You can’t leave for several more hours.”

“I need to call Ted then.” I moved to go in search of my things but stopped. “Do I have my phone here? Is my car okay?”

Athan scooted his chair back and reached into his pocket. He pulled out my keys. “Your keys are here, but there’s no car for them to go to. It was totaled, so I had it towed to a junkyard.”

“Did you get my stuff out of it before you did that?” I questioned.

“Of course. I’m the errand boy after all, right?”

“Hey!” Draven growled.

Athan threw me the keys, and I caught them. “I’m joking.” He chuckled. “I got your things. They’re on the table behind the couch.”

“Thank you.” I went to move, but Draven grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good, but I’m getting hungry again.”

“That’s normal. You need to feed again. While your body is getting used to the curse, you’ll feed more often than what’s normal.”