#Chapter 84: The Talk

Sienna’s POV My wolf had just spoken to me. Say something again, I whispered desperately, greeted only by silence. It was gone once more. I looked back at Asher — Alaric; it’s Alaric now — hoping my wolf would say something, anything, again. Nothing. Instead, the baby shifts, ever so slightly, and I stifle a gasp, swallowing it before it can come out. “Sienna?” Lucius frowned, turning towards me, concern written all across his face. “I’m fine. This is just a lot.” My eyes traveled over to Alaric again, finding him already watching me. My stomach did a thousand backflips at once, sending an unpleasant wave of nausea through me. Don’t get sick, don’t get sick, I begged myself, faintly tasting that familiar acidic flavor at the back of my throat. Concern flickered across Alaric’s face from across the room, though he didn’t move any closer, respecting the boundaries I’d put in place. “I’m sure he wants to talk to