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~Lisa's POV
My stomach dropped. The world tilted, like the floor had shifted beneath my feet. I didn't want Rowan and Kael to have anything to do with me or my child.
I blinked fast, my throat aching, and muttered, "I see."
I turned on my heel, my skirts brushing the stone floor as I headed for the door. I wasn't going to stand there and let them rip pieces of me apart. I wasn't going to let them decide, in cold voices, who my child belonged to.
But before I could take two steps, Kael's voice snapped through the air.
"Where do you think you're going?"
I stopped, back rigid.
His boots struck the floor hard, each step echoing in the chamber until he stood before me, blocking my path. He was too close, his presence filling every inch of the space, his shadow swallowing mine. His eyes glittered, sharp with mockery, but underneath I saw it, steel, something darker, something that made my skin prickle.
