I stared at the ssage Vera had sent after putting the baby to bed, and a cold feeling washed over from head to toe. It wasn’t fear, and it wasn’t excitent either. It was sothing unfamiliar, sothing heavy that settled right in my chest and refused to move. My fingers tightened around the communicator as I read her words again, slower this ti, as if repeating them might help fully grasp what had happened.
Since I wasn’t around when Xander was born, I never truly understood what it ant to receive news like this. I’d heard people talk about it, heard n describe the mont their woman brought life into the world, but those were just words back then. Now, I could practically hear my own heart pounding in my chest, loud and uneven, as if it was trying to remind that sothing irreversible had just changed. Sowhere far away, Vera had given birth, and I wasn’t there.
I wanted to turn around. I really did. I told myself I should calm my nerves first, steady my breathing, and think rationally before acting on impulse. But instead of retreating to my room, my feet carried into the living room of my residence almost on their own, as if my body needed a distraction before my thoughts overwheld .
The mont I stepped inside, my gaze landed on Zamira.
She was lying flat on the bare ground, completely unconcerned with comfort or decency, wearing nothing but a set of perverted lingerie that clung to her body in a way that left very little to the imagination. One leg was bent lazily, the other stretched out, her long hair spread around her head like a red-wine halo. Upon seeing , she didn’t bother getting up. She simply turned her head slightly and looked at through half-lidded eyes.
"You ca back pretty fast," she said lazily, her voice smooth and unhurried.
I exhaled slowly and walked further inside. "Were you monitoring the war?" I asked, glancing around the room as if I might find the TV projector active.
Zamira snorted softly. "I wasn’t monitoring anything," she replied. She shifted slightly, one hand resting on her stomach as her expression twisted into mild irritation. "This pregnancy is starting to take a toll on . It’s beginning to affect my body more than I expected."
As she spoke, she tilted her chin toward a small bowl placed beside her on the floor. "See?"
I followed her gesture, and the mont I realized what was inside the bowl, my eyes widened.
It was filled with saliva.
The liquid pooled inside was slightly tinted red, unmistakably so. Vampire bodily fluids always carried that crimson hue, unlike humans or other races. The sight caught off guard, and the words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"That’s disgusting," I said, half-joking, half-genuine.
Zamira looked at strangely, then broke into a slow smile. "You’re the one who put in this condition," she said lightly, as if stating an obvious fact.
I clicked my tongue. "You wanted it the most. You were so eager to get pregnant that you forgot how badly you said you wanted it."
Her cheeks tinged red at my words, a rare hint of embarrassnt crossing her face. She averted her gaze for a brief second before looking back at . "Hmph." Then, just as suddenly, her expression changed. "So? What was the outco of where you went?"
"I sorted everything out," I replied honestly. Then I paused, the weight in my chest resurfacing. "But... I got a ssage. Vera delivered a baby today."
The effect was imdiate.
Zamira’s lazy deanor vanished in an instant. She raised her body and sat upright with a sudden jerk, her eyes wide and sharp, completely focused on . "She did?" she asked, her tone no longer relaxed.
"She did," I confird. "You haven’t t Vera before, but you’ve seen her pictures."
She nodded quickly. "Of course. You have albums of all of us in every house," she said, as if that was the most natural thing in the world.
A wide smile spread across her face, stretching from ear to ear. "Then what are you waiting for?" she asked. "Why are you still standing here?"
I blinked. "I wanted to tell you first," I said, caught off guard by her sudden enthusiasm. "And I was going to inform Amber as well."
She stared at for a mont, then pouted her lips, clearly realizing the hesitation behind my words. "Your ’buts’ are showing," she said bluntly.
Zamira shifted on the ground, pushing herself up slowly, her movents unhurried despite her earlier excitent. Once she stood, she straightened her lingerie and brushed imaginary dust off her thighs. "I’m coming with you," she declared.
"To Earth?" I asked, surprised.
"Yes," she said without hesitation. "I want to check on Vera myself."
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "You just got pregnant, Zamira. Doesn’t the early stage of pregnancy take a toll on vampires?"
"And?" she shot back. "That doesn’t an I’m useless. Besides, this concerns all of us."
I looked at her for a long mont, then let out a quiet chuckle. "Fine," I said.
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