"It's not fair," Bella whispered. The cat-kin's voice was small. Broken. The quiet, 'I-accept-but-it-hurts' whisper that was somehow louder than Kaida's scream. "It's just not fair."
Vivian said nothing. The elf simply looked down at her pregnant belly. Her emerald eyes were wet. Her hands traced the curve of the child within. The silence was her protest.
Mira's lips curled. The teasing smile. The one that made Kaida want to punch her and hug her simultaneously.
"Don't worry," Mira said. Her voice carried the Voice of Dominion's warmth without the authority. Just sister-to-sister. "Your time will come. Give birth. Heal. Then you can have him all to yourselves."
"Easy for you to say," Kaida muttered. But her voice had lost its edge. Because Mira was right. And because Kaida called her something that she couldn't take back.
