Page 129 of Burn Falls
“There’s more?”
“After Draven turned me, we … um … got pregnant.”
And then my mother passed out.
My mother was sleeping on the couch, and Draven was in his bed. Athan and I were staring at him, waiting for him to wake.
Hopefully.
“Can we Google this or something?”
Athan’s eyes cut to me. “Google it?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. After everything, I’m not sure if I should be mourning.”
“Draven isn’t dead,” Athan stated.
“What if he is?”
“I’m not.”
I looked back at Draven. He was groaning as he started to sit up. I rushed to him, throwing my arms around his neck. “You’re so stupid!”
“I am?”
“You told him to kill you!” I drew my head back and stared into his black eyes.
Draven cupped my cheek. “If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn’t want to be on this planet anymore.” Draven looked over my shoulder at Athan. “And Renzo? How did you get away?”
“Snapped his neck, and I’m assuming he’ll be waking up soon too.”
“How were you able to do that?” Draven asked.
“Just did. Doesn’t kill him as you know.”
“Right. Where is he?”
Athan grinned. “Inside a whiskey barrel in the backyard.”
“What?” I questioned.
“Can’t he just break out of it?” Draven asked.
“I don’t know. This is the first time I’ve captured a 144-year-old vampire.”
“We better go.” Draven started to get off the bed, and then he dashed out of the door, only to stop when he saw my mother. He turned his head toward me.
I shrugged. “We had to think fast.”
“Does she know?”
“She knows the important parts, and then she passed out when I told her I was a pregnant vampire.”
“When?”
“About an hour ago,” I replied.
Draven rushed to her side. “She shouldn’t still be unconscious.”
