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 they stole didn’t simply return to him. The ritual forced it back through your bond all at once, driving his body through months of growth and throwing yours into labour.” Her gaze snapped to mine. “He’s fully formed and already in position. I can’t slow this now, Claire. He’s coming.”

“Then don’t.”...