Page 49 of The Hellbeast's Betrayal

Something I could definitely relate with, because I knew that until Garmr was stopped once and for all, then Jared and I could never truly start our lives together. Ever since the beginning, it had been one thing after another. A constant threat looming over our heads. Making me wonder what life would finally be like once it was over. For starters…

We would have a baby.

“How are you feeling?” Lerna asked me, obviously knowing where my mind was at because I was subconsciously rubbing my belly.

“I’m okay, a little queasy every now and then but then I think it helped having Jared’s blood.”

“What did he think? Was he happy when you told him?” she asked, making me wince.

“You mean you didn’t tell him!” she exclaimed, making me shush her.

“Tell him what?” Koro asked as we had caught up with the three of them. Something that made us both say at the same time,

“Nothing.”

“Nothing.”

To which Koro smirked, then he walked away muttering lightheartedly,

“Twins.”

We both looked at one another and chuckled. Because I kept forgetting that not only did I have a sister, but a twin at that. Yet, I guess it was easy to forget, seeing as we were polar opposites, and not just in how we looked. Even her outfit was a pale grey to my jet black. Her hair near-white blonde to my flaming red. It would have been like looking at a good twin and a bad twin, and well, I guess I was the one who got us in to all this trouble to begin with.

And all for the love of a HellBeast.

Not that she blamed me, I knew this even without her saying it, which she had many times already. But it did make me wonder about Fate and whether everything that had happened so far was according to their plan. Or were we just making this shit up as we went along?

I didn’t know anymore.

“Oww!” I yelled, as I wasn’t looking where I was going and therefore got a nasty scratch on my hand from a thorn bush. I looked down to see the red line along the outside of my fingers, now dripping with blood and falling on the forest floor.

“What happened?!” Lerna asked, stopping me to have a look.

“It’s just a scratch,” I told her, making her sigh in relief, however the second she looked down and saw it on the floor, the next statement she made had me on edge.

“They keep finding you.”

I frowned in question. “Lerna?”

“How do they keep finding you?” She looked up at me and her face made dread start to coil in my belly.

“I… I… don’t know,” I admitted slowly.

“What is it?” Koro asked, coming back to us once he noticed we had stopped, my bleeding hand now held in her own.

“At the village of Ananke, did you bleed? Or in the camp we just left?” I shook my head, telling her no, but then a memory hit me.

“My shoes… they…”

“What, Ella, tell me?” she pressed, her voice strained and slightly panicked.

“My feet, they were in a bad way from walking so long. I started to bleed, and I guess, it could have soaked through to my shoes,” I told her, making her eyes grow wide.

“We have to go…Now!”she said desperately, her worried gaze going to Koro.

“But wait, I was scratched by one of the guards, in the woods just before you ran. Tyr saved me from him, but not before the demon scratched my skin,” I said, hoping this was ground enough to ease the worry she had.

“And the blood, did any of it fall to the ground?” she asked, making me tense before answering truthfully.

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