Sixty-Five:
Haven Haywood
We had no food with us.
We were in the middle of nowhere, and there didn’t seem to be a home or a city anywhere in sight. With Ashden pregnant, we needed to get her to a Godmother soon. I had no idea how far away Fidelis was. But the baby needed to be checked and so did she need to be checked as well.
It hadn’t been long enough for her to be over the morning sickness yet. While she hadn’t puked in a while, I suspected it was only a moment of time. She looked tired, with bags under her eyes, and her skin was even paler than it normally was. The fact that she had shapeshifted while pregnant didn’t sit well with me either.
Ashden must have noticed me looking at her, because she glanced over at me with a frown on her face. “What are you worrying about now?”
