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taxing. Carrying them
both at once is going to be a tremendous strain on your body. You
need to rest and eat as much as possible.”
    Like that would be a problem. At this
one moment in time, nothing mattered except getting back to Devlin
and telling him our plan hadn’t failed, it had worked. “Can you
give me some samples for now? I really want to get back to Dev and
tell him.”
    Stephen nodded. “I’ll call in the
prescription and give you some samples for tonight and tomorrow.”
He turned to go.
    “Stephen, please make a copy of the
ultrasound for me and write something out to take to Devlin,” I
said, managing a smile. “He’s not going to believe this
either.”
    * * * *
    As I waited in the lobby for my vitamins and
papers, I thought about the best way to tell Devlin. We had all
night, but I wanted it to be perfect. Devlin had waited two hundred
years to be a father and now it was finally happening.
    A few minutes later, I arrived in the kitchen
at Hayden. Serena rushed over to me immediately, as if she’d been
lying in wait. “Sarelle, quick, get out of here!” she urged
frantically, trying to propel me towards the garage.
    “What is it?” I said, grabbing her hands and
prying them off. “Calm down and tell me what’s happened.”
    “That Ruler, Perseus, he’s here! He’s looking
for you!”
    “Where’s Dev?” I gasped. “What happened?”
    “A few minutes ago he showed up at the front
door and burst in,” Serena said, her head darting to check the door
behind me. “Harriet got pregnant, but she miscarried. She’s alive,
barely. He was shouting at Devlin, telling him he was going to kill
him for his treachery and take you. Lash killed at least three of
the weremonkeys he had with him before Devlin headed to the
ballroom to draw him off.” She clasped my hands in hers. “There’s a
weresnake Perseus brought that bit one of the bears. He’s already
feverish. Devlin told me to wait for you, to make sure you
escaped—”
    No. Now that Dev’s plan had worked, I was
getting that bastard Perseus to back the hell off. “Stay here,”
I said, heading to the door. “I’m going to go see Perseus—”
    “No!” Serena yelled desperately. “They’ll
take you! You’re my only friend!”
    “Shh,” I demanded. “Once Perseus hears what
I’ve got to say, he’ll back off.”
    “What?” Serena asked, her eyes wide and
frightened.
    “I’m having twins,” I said proudly. “One of
them is Devlin’s. Now come on!”
    Her expression shifted rapidly from shock to
resolute, then she hugged me hard. “Lead on,” she said, giving me a
determined look.
    We walked quickly towards the ballroom, the
yelling becoming audible before we were anywhere near the door.
    “I know you did something, Dalcon! Harriet
miscarried, and she shouldn’t have. Your instructions were
lies!”
    “Shut up, Greek!” Devlin’s voice replied
mockingly. “I told you what to do. You should’ve tried one at a
time, and not pushed it. Sar miscarried once herself. That may be
the result the first time a woman tries. Harriet survived, and no
other woman who miscarried has done that in recent history, except
Sar.”
    “More lies,” Perseus growled. “Sar is having
that werecougar’s child, not yours. We expressively forbade it,
Dalcon! Why did you stand for it? She is Oathed to you!”
    “Sar may miscarry,” Devlin replied easily.
“She should not have gotten pregnant as fast as she did. I’m
waiting for her to bear one child successfully before making her
pregnant with my own, that it will have the better chance—”
    “You’re a fool!” Perseus hissed. “A fool in
love with a human! You were such a fine vampire once, Devlin. It’s
a shame you’ve gone soft.”
    “I’m neither a fool, nor soft in any way,”
Devlin laughed. “Sar knows that well—”
    “Spare me your sexual escapades,” Perseus
spat. “Your excesses are legend.”
    I put my hand on the ballroom door, then
paused. Legend?
    “And