Queen of Myth and Monsters (Adrian X Isolde, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Ana, I can’t be pregnant.” “You very well can be, Yesenia.” “You do not understand—” “I know you’ve said it before, that you are going to die—” “I am. Dragos asked if he would conquer the world, and I foretold that his attempt would end in his demise,” I said. “He will murder me, Ana.” Her lips slammed together and her jaw tightened. “Then you must flee,” she said, as if it were that simple. I shook my head. I had seen the future, seen my death at the stake, but why had I not seen life? My chest felt as though it were being ripped to shreds. I pressed my hands to my stomach and then hugged myself, tears streaming down my face. “How did I not see this life?” I asked, my voice broken. Ana rose and placed her hands on my shoulders. “You can change the course of the future, Yesenia. Perhaps you did so here.” I wanted to believe her, and perhaps stupidly, her words gave me hope. “I don’t know what to do,” I said. “Adrian will figure it out,” Ana said. “But first, you must tell him.” Ravena came back into focus. She stood opposite me, and it was the first time I’d ever seen any kind of expression on her face beyond hateful smugness. I remembered the rest of that night. Adrian and I had fled to the cottage under the mountains where we would spend a final night together. It was the same place Adrian had buried the bones of High Coven. It was where we had been captured, where Adrian had been beaten and where Dragos had raped me. “I never told him,” I whispered, staring at Ravena n...