The morning after Dr. Reed's family was settled, I woke with a new sense of purpose.
The fight against Elysian Fields was far from over, but I'd realized something important as I lay in bed the night before, staring at the ceiling while the twins kicked and squirmed inside me. We couldn't do this alone. We needed allies. We needed people who understood the fight, who had resources, who were willing to stand with us no matter what.
We needed to build a coalition.
I sat up in bed, my hand on my belly, feeling the twins move. They were restless today, as if they could feel my urgency. I took a breath, letting their movement ground me.
"You're thinking too loud," Nicholas murmured beside me.
"I'm always thinking too loud."
"True." He opened his eyes, his pale blue gaze finding mine. "What are you thinking about?"
