# CHAPTER 70 – THE CHILD THAT SPEAKS
**POV: Lydia**
*Mama, you're scared again.*
The voice in my belly made me drop the cup of tea I'd been holding. Hot liquid splashed across the kitchen floor, but I barely noticed. My hands were shaking too hard to care about the mess.
"This isn't possible," I whispered to the empty cabin.
*Everything's possible when the old magic wakes up. You know that.*
I pressed both hands to my stomach, feeling the subtle swell that had appeared seemingly overnight. Six weeks pregnant, according to the pack doctor. Too early for the baby to be moving, let alone... this.
*Don't be afraid, Mama. I'm here to help.*
"Help with what?"
*The Luna. She's fighting something dark, isn't she? Something that wants to make her choose hate over love.*
My blood turned to ice. How could an unborn child know about Vanessa's struggles? How could it know anything about the world outside my womb?
