Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 569

Everyone spun from the grave to see Alannah bent over in pain. Her hands were clutching her heavy belly as she stared down at the barely filled grave. “No…it’s too soon. They aren’t ready.” She turned to look at me, and I could see the panic there.

My mother grabbed for her side. “I don’t think they agree with you, Momma.” She wrapped her arm around her back, and Wendy stepped up to my side, taking my place. “Baby?” My mother looked at me over her shoulder as she spun the groaning Alannah back towards the cabin.

“Yeah?” I felt my stomach clench as I watched as my friend was herded away.

“Finish here. Then come upstairs.” She turned away as Rowan stepped up next to me.

“I don’t think we have the time to stay for the birth.” His voice was soft, but Toya came back to our side.

She closed her eyes for a second and she shook her head. “All the mindlinks from my pack were severed.” Her voice was soft but filled with worry. “I’ve been trying to reach my father since the battle.”

I reached for her hand, and she shuddered as the skin of our hands brushed each other, and another flash happened. “What is happening?”

Rowan shook his head. “I don’t know. But the fact that the Moon Goddess is showing her favor so much right now doesn’t sit well with me.” He grabbed for the shovel he dropped. “Let’s finish here so we can talk to your mother.”

Rick stepped closer, catching me off guard. He gestured with his thumb over his shoulder. “Shelly took the girls inside, but I feel something too.” Everyone turned to me. “What do you feel?”

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind as I closed my eyes. I felt a steadying hand on my back and I thought it was Rowan, but then I felt power rush through me.

Open yourself. That voice sounded familiar, but it wasn’t my mate or my grandmother. I shifted, and I felt her tsk at me. Don’t worry about looking at me, child. You have seen me before; take what I am giving you. You will need it before the end of the night.

What will I have to do?

The power burned just under my skin. Any breath I took, I felt I would explode out, shooting sparks, or maybe fire out with each exhale. But I pushed it away.

Rowan cupped my face. “Baby, talk to me…what’s wrong?” He leaned in. “And don’t lie to me.”

Rowan pulled in a breath. “What?”