"Are you sure?" Dena asked Megan. The vet obviously understanding her plan of having a half-alien/ half-human baby to draw out the Tryns. "We haven't tested you to see if you're compatible to carry a Renjerian child."
"Yes, do you think it will work to lure the demons?" What would Levx say about her decision? Would he be okay with her carrying another child that wasn't his? She pushed that thought away. This was for the triplets, Desmonda, Levx and whoever else was still alive.
Dena pursed her lips, then nodded. "It just might. Wait here, I'll be right back while I prep everything for the implant."
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Megan paced up and down the hallway while she waited for Dena to return. What was taking the woman so long? What if Levx needed help right now?
"Stay calm," she breathed out. Nothing she could do right this moment anyway. She had to have faith that everything would be okay despite her anxiety shooting in her veins.