The brutal wounds from their attackers forced Fiona back into human form. She gasped, clutching her chest as blood streamed from the gaping wound.
"Kill... Reginald..." Fiona reached out desperately as she watched Reginald battle the same creature that had torn into her. "Reginald..."
Agony unlike anything she'd ever experienced ripped through her, especially from her abdomen. She felt the warmth spreading between her thighs, and tears cascaded down her cheeks.
Death wouldn't claim her—her healing powers would kick in eventually. She just needed time. But in moments like these, when you couldn't flee, time became your executioner.
"No! No! No!" Allen spotted the blood between Fiona's legs, and rage consumed him. The sight meant only one thing—the baby was lost.
Fiona wasn't far along, making this the most dangerous time to risk the child's life.
Shifting into beast form was forbidden.
