Page 49 of Unforgivable Fate

“I know.” Nova frowned.

“You think this has something to do with that bad feeling of yours?”

“I think that has a better chance of being the source of the bad feeling.” She snorted, pointing out the door to where the twin boys were now jumping dangerously from one tabletop to the next, sticks still in hand. “Sorry you’re on twin terror duty. I’ll try to make it quick.”

“No rush. I like kids and I’d like a chance to get to know your nephews.”

“You say that now.” Nova smirked but tilted her head, “I didn’t know you were a kid person.”

“There’s a lot about me you still don’t know but I think the talk about kids should probably wait until your sister isn’t in our living room looking like she might keel over and your nephews aren’t on the verge of putting one another’s eyes out.” Griffin leaned down and kissed her softly. “Proud of you for letting her in by the way.”

“Thank you.” She flushed before shoving him out the door, “Keep them from blowing anything up Uncle Griffin.”

He grinned back at her and she shut the door before she changed her mind and went running out after him. He would be okay. Right? She didn’t miss the irony that just a few weeks ago she’d have been worried about leaving her nephews in Griffin Clary’s care. Now she only worried the little terrorists she called family would someone be a danger to her mate.

She turned and went into the living room to find Luna sitting on the couch, arms wrapped around her middle and looking chalky. Griffin was right. She didn’t look good.

“Lu?” Nova pushed aside a magazine that was left on the coffee table and sat in front of her. “What’s going on?”

“I’ve been sick for a few days. I thought it was just a stomach bug or something like that but, we don’t normally get those little human viruses and if we do our bodies fight them off fairly quickly.” Luna looked like she might be sick right there on the carpet and Nova frowned. “But this morning I woke up and I have this godawful pain in my stomach, like something or someone is stabbing me over and over again.”

Nova pursed her lips, “And Michael?”

“It’s not the mate bond.” Luna spoke quickly. “Michael is fine. Up and out of bed for his morning run and then off to the lodge for a meeting. I spoke to him on the phone before I came here. He feels fine.”

“And what does he think is wrong with you?” Nova asked and immediately groaned when her sister glanced away. “You didn’t tell him you felt like you were dying?”

“I didn’t want to worry him.”

“So instead of going to a healer, you came to me? Why?”

“Leo told us about the vision you had for him and Darius. I want you to do one for me.”

Nova balked, “No. No way. I don’t want to look into your future just to find out if you’re really dying. That’s… No way, Luna.”

“Nova. Please. I have two boys to think about. I need to know what this is and what’s coming. Please. I am begging you. Try to see my future.”

Nova scowled at the request but her heart ached and she knew there was no way she could deny her sister. Luna looked pale and sickly. She was clearly in pain and it was costing her a lot to come here and ask Nova for this. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know what Nova would see but for the good of her family, she’d come anyway. Nova blew out a rough breath and then held out her hands.

“Take my hands and hold on. It seems to work better with skin to skin contact these days.” She explained as Luna gripped her hands tightly. “It worked better with Griffin beside me too. Maybe I should…”

“No. I don’t want the boys to be left alone.” Luna’s eyes looked watery with unshed tears. “Just do it. Whatever you see, I need to know.”

Nova swallowed hard, realizing her sister was absolutely terrified. She didn’t want the boys to be alone. Not just right now either. She was worried something was truly wrong with her and she’d be leaving all of them, including her young sons, far too early.

“Okay. Here goes.” Nova gripped her oldest sister’s hands and closed her eyes.

She let the calmness that Griffin provided through the bond sink inside of her and then she reached out inside her mind for Nova’s future, for the path that she was walking, and then further, to see where it was going. Just like in the vision of Leo’s future, Nova wasn’t a ghostly spectator. She was in the vision, right there with her sister and her whole family as they gathered together. There was crying but it wasn’t sad. It was happy. People were hugging and slapping Michael on the back and somewhere nearby, a baby cried. Nova reached for Griffin and as easily as that, she was pulled backwards to the present and out of the vision.

Nova opened her eyes and had to blink a few times, realizing they were watery with tears.

“What is it?” Luna still gripped her hands.

“You’re not dying.” Nova wiped at her cheeks, a smile breaking onto her face as she watched confusion color her older sister’s face. “You’re pregnant.”

“No.” Luna gasped and Nova laughed.

“Yes.”

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