Chapter 56. The Guest

“You’re saying she might lose them, even if she doesn’t turn?” Meadow spins her head on Leyanne, homing in on the details and ignoring her other words, much as I do, and gets an infuriating shrug in return. We gawp at her, and my brain goes into chaotic overdrive as nerves flood me and make me feel instantly sick.

“Not if she’s careful. Limit her need to protect herself. Relies on her pack to shield her, her mate, if he wasn’t cursed. Sierra got through. I’m sure you will too. Colton was a strong baby, and I don’t doubt his offspring will be the same. Look at you; your mother didn’t have half of your ability and still carried you to term. Be calm, Luna, and have faith in your fates.” Leyanne yanks a passing branch, snapping off a twig to swipe at long grass as we walk, and she seems so utterly casual and relaxed, like she isn’t telling me the possibility I may still lose my children.

“You knew my mother?” I’m distracted by her words, my head pulling away from the topic a