Abijah P.O.V
Gasping, I turn to her. "I didn't know that! Are you serious?!" I almost shout, stunned, causing the other Lunas that were still on the phones to turn to me with irritated looks. Embarrassed, I whisper a sorry. Toya looks apologetic but stern. "Yes, I'm serious. For the Ritual to be completed. You have to be Marked, Mated, and Pregnant, Abijah." I sigh, defeated. My head fell back to the top of the sofa. Breathing heavily, staring at the ceiling. Oh, God, Seriously!? "Jeez. I'm not sure if I am. I haven't checked or anything. And although I'm not really wanting to get pregnant yet. Tank is very persistent! But now I know I don't have much of a choice." I dropped my head into my hands, closing my eyes. I feel like crying. I whisper, "It's like I don't have a choice in anything anymore..." How did my life get so out of my control? So... unexpected? Unpredictable?
