increased. It probably helped that they were back on the ground in New Florida. She was finally starting to feel safe again.
Jerem stuck his head in before closing the car door. “You want me to swing through a drive-thru on the way home?”
“Yes,” Fi said just as Chrysabelle said, “No.”
Chrysabelle smiled. “Fi, you know Velimai will have a better meal than anything you can get at a fast-food joint.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” She waved at Jerem. “Thanks, but I’ll be okay. Just drive fast.”
He laughed and shut the door. A minute later, they were leaving the hangar behind and off toward the freeway.
Fi unclipped her seatbelt to scoot to the seat across from Chrysabelle. “How are you feeling? Better?”
“Yes. I think the residual effects of the fae plane have finally worn off.”
“That was the scariest place I’ve ever been in.” Fi tucked one leg underneath her. “We probably shouldn’t tell Doc too much about it. He’ll freak. I know him. And in your condition, you probably shouldn’t be getting all stressed by being yelled at.”
“I can handle Doc.” Chrysabelle’s hand slipped to her belly. “Whoa.” She looked down. “Is it just me or does my stomach seem bigger?”
Fi nodded. “You’re definitely showing a little. Maybe you should go back to your loose tunics. T-shirts and snug jeans don’t hide much.”
“You’re the one who bought me these clothes.”
Fi smirked. “Check the label. Those are maternity jeans. Why do you think you’re still fitting into them?” She laughed. “You think all jeans are that stretchy?”
“They don’t look like maternity jeans. Not that I’ve ever owned a pair before. Of any kind.”
Fi yawned. “I’d say it was weird how fast this is happening, but considering this kid’s parents, I guess it’s not that weird at all. I wonder what your due date is. You should really go see a doctor.”
Chrysabelle shot Fi a look. “And tell him what? I’m carrying a half-vampire baby? I realize with the covenant broken, othernaturals aren’t a secret to humans anymore, but I doubt there’s a doctor out there who’s studied anything close to what’s happening with me.”
“Actually…” Fi’s eyes took on a curious glow. “Barasa, he’s one of Doc’s council members and the pride’s chief physician, he studied at a hospital that specialized in othernaturals. If anyone could give you some insight into this pregnancy, I bet he could.”
Chrysabelle thought for a moment. “Couldn’t hurt to see him, I guess.” She shrugged. “Might be a little strange, but normal hasn’t been a big part of my life so far. Why start now?” She glanced down at her belly again. Soon everyone would know her secret.
“Something wrong?”
“Just thinking.” She looked out the window.
“About?”
“If things didn’t go the way they were supposed to with Mal… I’m not going to be able to hide this pregnancy from him for much longer.”
“You did everything you were supposed to. You killed the raptor, and the emotions were released. It’s all going to be fine.”
“What if he got his emotions back but isn’t happy about this child?”
Fi rolled her eyes. “How could he not be happy about a baby?”
“He refused to turn his daughter into a vampire to save her life. He thought being a vampire was worse than death for a child.” She stared at her stomach. “Now he’s responsible for bringing a vampire child into the world? Look at the trouble the last one caused. And now it’s in the hands of the ancients. You think Mal’s going to be thrilled about this?”
Fi reached over and squeezed her hand. “This is just the pregnancy hormones talking. I’ll get you in to see Barasa tomorrow, I swear. I’ll bet you feel a ton better after talking to him.”
Chrysabelle nodded. “Maybe you’re right. I’m going to sleep a little bit.” She closed her eyes, intending to work out the worst-case scenarios in case things weren’t fine, but when she opened her eyes again, they were pulling into her driveway.
With the brilliant blue sky above them, the emerald green palms waving in the soft, salted air and the sun’s warmth beating down on them, it should have felt like paradise. But without Mal… she shook her head and forced herself to smile. It was that or cry.
Tatiana read the Paradise City Press online, looking for anything that might give her an idea of Mal’s whereabouts. She’d expected him here by now and nothing in the paper provided any reason why he might be late. Except for the mention of a few vampire-related killings. Could he have been brought in for questioning? Considering that the mayor had tried to put him to death once already, he was probably high on the suspect list. Yes, perhaps that was what was keeping him.
The tang of brimstone reached her nose. She spun around, realizing too late how dark her office had become. “My liege?”
“No, Mother. It’s me.” The voice came from behind her.
She twisted again. Lilith sat in one of her office chairs, one leg kicked up over the arm. Her jacket was made of dark red-brown leather and oddly cut, its edges left ragged and the seams joined with rough, looping stitches of ribbon in the same color. “Lilith, how nice to see you again.”
She pouted. “Why haven’t you called me? I thought you loved me.”
“I do, my darling, so much, but I’ve been busy finding a father for you.”
Her eyes lit up. “You have?”
“Yes. He’s one of the most fearsome vampires to ever walk the earth and he’s going to arrive very soon, and then do you know what’s going to happen?”
She shook her head, looking very much the eager child.
“Where? I want to know
Tatiana sat back and waggled her finger. “No. I can’t tell you any more than that or you’ll ruin the surprise.”
Lilith crossed her arms and hurled herself back in the chair. “I
“No, you don’t. You love them. Now be a good girl and let Mother get back to her planning.”
But Lilith didn’t budge. “I’m tired of the Castus. I want to live here with you.”
Fear burrowed into Tatiana’s gut like an icy worm. “And you will, but the house isn’t ready for you yet. Your room is still a nursery. Do you want to spend your daysleep in a crib?” She made herself smile. “I want everything to be just right for you. Because I love you so much.”
“It’s taking too long. Kill one of the workers. That will speed the rest up.”
“Yes, I suppose it would, but it might make the rest of them quit, too.” Time to change the subject. “Is that a new jacket? I don’t remember it the last time we visited.”
“Yes.” She smiled. “I made it myself.”
That explained the crude construction.
Lilith spread her arms to give Tatiana a better look. “I skinned one of the Castus. He was always nagging me about taking too much blood from him.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “So. Boring.”
“You…
Lilith laughed. “Hurt me? How could he hurt me when he was dead?” She laughed some more, like she’d never heard anything so funny.
Tatiana realized her mouth was hanging open. She shut it and carefully sat back. Lilith had killed one of the Castus. In the more than five hundred years since she’d been sired, she’d never heard such a thing could be
