Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0344

Lottie's POV

I stood there, my heart pounding as I glared at the remnants of shimmering light fading around me. My hands trembled slightly as I rested them on my swollen belly, feeling the gentle movements of the lives growing inside me. The air was thick with tension, the scent of ozone lingering from the clash of energies. Astaroth's gaze bore into mine, a mix of rage and disbelief contorting his features. I have been scared, I knew what he was capable of... But I wasn't. I felt nothing but hatred for the creature who had destroyed our lives. "You don't understand, Astaroth," I announced, my voice steady despite the whirlwind inside me. A faint smile tugged at my lips. "Power doesn't have to destroy. Sometimes, it's exactly what's needed to protect."

"You think you can defeat me?" he sneered, shadows swirling ominously around him. "You're just a scared little girl playing with forces beyond your comprehension."

A flicker of doubt sparked within me. What if he's right? What if this power harms my babies? Panic threatened to creep in, but then, a warm presence stirred in the back of my mind.

"You've got this, Lottie," Sage whispered, her voice filled with unwavering confidence. "We've come too far to back down now."

"But how am I doing this?" I asked her internally. "I don't understand what's happening to me. I'm worried about the twins. What if this hurts them?"

"I don't think it's hurting them. In fact... I believe they might be the source of this power." Sage paused, her tone thoughtful.

"The babies?" I echoed, astonished. "How is that possible?"

The energy coursing through me was both foreign

back. His eyes widened slightly as the glow around

I

of those I

in fury, launching a final desperate attack. Tendrils of dark

me, the very

Dime seemed to slow as I raised my

forming a radiant shield that met his darkness head-on. A sudden fear gripped me-what if this strain is too much for the pups? But as

strength.

held firm. The shadows collided with the luminescence, and for

voice fracturing under the strain. The shadows that once obeyed his every command

screamed as Astaroth thrashed within the brilliance, his form flickering. I

his protests faded, the darkness clinging to him vanishing into nothingness. And then,

The overwhelming glow dimmed,