Claire’s POV

Elara’s hands were still on my stomach when I felt the next contraction beginning.

“How early is he?” I asked.

“Far too early.” Her fingers moved lower, then froze. Her eyes widened as another pulse of magic passed from her hands into me. “But he’s fully formed.”

She checked again, disbelief parting her lips.

“The power didn’t merely return to him. It forced his body through months of growth at once.” Her gaze snapped to mine. “He’s already moved into position. I can’t slow the labor now, Claire. He’s coming.”

“Then don’t.”

Torvin was already turning. “Lift her. Two men on the arms, one behind. Kade, take the...