Free Laying Claim to the Soul by Trinity Blacio Page A

Usually in this form of hiatus you don’t dream at all. Tell us about who was with you? And what were you saying about a white dragon?” Wol-itelm said pulling her back into his lap.
    “So it was a dream?” She snuggled up close to him.
    “I see memories in your mind that are not real, not since you disappeared from your room.”
    “I remember Timble, Chax’s mother, and some other stranger.” She shivered her stomach moved and Tabatha hopped she wasn’t going to be sick again.
    “Tabatha, how do you know these names?” Hoyt asked and sat to the left while Chax sat on their right. She closed her eyes and told them the story of the baby, Chax’s mother, Timble and Hoyt and Chax turning away from her. By the time she was done. Her mouth was dry, but Tabatha had one thing she needed to know.
    “Hoyt, my brother? Do you really believe he could have something to do with all of this?” By the shock look on his face, Tabatha knew she had hit it right. “How bad is it? Where is he? Is Melody okay?” she asked and slumped. “I feel so lost. Like I lost part of my life.”
    “It was a dream, caused by subspace. Your connection to us gave you some knowledge, perhaps. But you need to eat first and you are thirsty.” Wol-itelm lifted her up in front of her his gaze went down her and stopped at her stomach. He placed his hand on her stomach and after a minute he hissed.
    The ground under them shook, his roar had her jumping back, tripping and falling on her butt. “What?” she asked scared all of a sudden.
    Both Chax and Hoyt rushed to her side, helping her up. “What’s wrong?” Chax asked.
    “She carries a child,” Wol-itelm stood and started to pace. “I don’t know if it’s yours or…”
    Her knees gave out and if Hoyt hadn’t caught her, she would have been on the ground. “But wouldn’t I know if they?”
    Wol-itelm shook his head. “No, you were in subspace. They could have done anything to you.”
     
     
     

Chapter Eleven
     
    Hoyt paced in front of the table while Tabatha pushed her food around. “There is a way to find out if the children you carry are ours?” Wol-itelm said sitting across from Tabatha staring at her.
    Her head shut up. “But what happens if it’s not?” Tears clouded her eyes. “I don’t know if I could give it up.”
    Hoyt moved to her and knelt down next to her. “Then don’t. No matter what, that child will be ours even if we didn’t father it.” He turned too glared at Wol-itelm and they both nodded.
    “I need to know if they did something. I don’t want to have flashbacks or something, please if you could do anything.” She begged her words filled with tears.
    “You eat and I’ll be right back,” Wol-itelm said and disappeared from the room.
    Chax took his seat, looking at her, then at Hoyt. “Your brother is missing. When we got back from our meeting and getting Hoyt’s folks settled, you were gone. We knew you had been in our room, but there was nothing, except claw marks on the door.”
    “Are your folks still at the house? I can’t believe I missed our first Christmas together. I wanted to do so much with you three. Maybe it’s best we just stay here. I’m so tired.” She took another bite, staring down at her food.
    Tabatha got up and ran to the bathroom, holding her hand over her mouth. Following her, Chax moved in behind her and held her hair back as she lost everything she had just eaten. “We’re going to need saltines, ginger ale, and chicken noodle soup. Things that will settle her stomach.” He glanced back, knowing Wol-itelm was there.
    “I’ve stocked the kitchen here and at the house. Your brothers are cleaning up the house on Earth and gathering the pack, along with Shane and Melody. Even though I don’t like the idea of leaving here, I know she needs to be around her friends.”
    Tabatha flushed the toilet and took the cloth Chax handed her. “Is there any way to stop the sickness? This is one thing I can live without.”