Zuriel 

Shit. Shit. I can't leave my mate now, not in her condition. However, my sister looks at me with worry in her eyes, her fingers agitating slightly. 

" I can't leave now," 

" I know the situation with your mate is delicate right now, but we need to be in the capital before our uncle," 

She sighs and cups my face, sensing my hesitation, " Elara is safe; your child is, too. We will return a month before the little hatchling is born. Mother will take care of her," 

I run a finger in my hair. My heart is uneasy; how can I leave when she is unconscious?

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