I watched a reflection of myself for a second before I turned back to the scene before us. The redheaded woman begged the Three-Faced Goddess to save her son.
“How is this possible?” My words were a soft whisper as the woman called on the Maiden, Mother and Crone.
“Because time is relative.” The Moon Goddess stepped up next to us. “And two things can be true at once.” Selene looked at Hecate. “Your child?”
Hecate looked away. “Will be born this night. Does our deal stand?”
The Moon Goddess turned to watch the man bleeding out. “It does.” She turned back to us, and the mourning mother painted herself with blood. “You helped me when I created the Lycans, and when I had my own child. I will help you now.”
Hecate grabbed her arm. “Will it hurt?” Her voice trembled.
Selene turned back an
