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mother. She had given us life because it was expected of her, but she had never been invested in those lives. Even from an early age I’d known she felt no true affection for us. All the love I’d known had come from, and been given to, my twin. Now, having experienced an even deeper level of emotional connection through my bond with Jenna, I realized how much I regretted having had the mother I did.

Immediately, I felt guilty for that thought.

‘Don’t,’ she said, stroking my forehead. ‘You are evolving too. We both are. The stagnant pond our species has become was never right for us. We needed warmth and affection. We needed true feelings. That was why I chose to be a Danan podmate, even though I knew my time in that role would be short. But I am sure I will enjoy it far more this next time, when my feeling nature has been nurtured by caring parents. It is hard to love fully when you have never experienced it before. Although, becoming a mother went a long way toward that goal for me.’

‘I thought evolution took us away from emotions.’

‘No. The emotional body is a vibrant entity our people have chosen to neglect, thinking it kept us from fully embracing our Fourth Density selves. But that is not true. True integration of that body is the path to higher levels of evolution.’

This was revolutionary thinking, and it would require a great deal of processing to accept.

What I needed to do now, though, was work out what I wanted my future to look like. It seemed I had three choices open to me. I could stay on, sharing my body with Rian, becoming father to my sister and any other young Jenna might have. I could leave and move on to other levels of reality. Or I could change my role in the dynamic of this new family. I could go from observer to participant in my own right, learning how to integrate emotions more fully into my being.

If I chose that last option, I would have the two beings I loved beside me. I could have Jenna and my sister in my life.

A new worry entered my mind. How would I feel if I had residual memories of my mother making love with her pod?

Again Danheez laughed. ‘You will have more of your past available to you than most souls who cross into Third Density, but you do not have to worry that you will have inappropriate thoughts or memories of Jenna. You will only remember the love.’

‘Can I tell her?’ I asked, realizing there was really no choice for me.

I wanted to evolve. It was why I’d agreed to help Raesus and Rian in the first place. My soul required it of me, though I hadn’t known it at the time. At the time, all I’d experienced was the restlessness that always came before change.

‘Yes. And you can tell her that we will be her children. You can tell her that this pregnancy was no mistake, or a mess that needs cleaning up. Assure her that once we are old enough, we will be the ones to help our people embrace the new.’

I smiled. My soul settled onto its new path, and I was content once more. My litany of worries evaporated.

‘Then I will see you very soon, my dearest sister,’ I said, affection for her blossoming alongside the new hope and excitement I was experiencing.

Danheez leaned over and kissed my Fourth Density cheek. ‘I look forward to it!’

29

JENNA

I lounged on the odd yellow furniture and stared up at the violet sky. My mind was currently my own, and I used it to recall blurred memories of the war that had followed our rescue. Sometimes, everything that happened following my rescue from the witches blended in with the official war, so it became one harrowing situation followed by another. An endless loop of danger and fear, in the way the Vargeez attack had felt like an endless loop of exhaustion and blood. Even thinking of it now made me feel very old.

But if I tried, I could separate the events.

For a full day after our rescue I slept. During that time the Danans returned to the northern hemisphere and readied themselves for war. Thanks to Danan resilience, none but the most severely wounded required more than a few days to recover. While the Vargeez had lost hundreds in our clash, ultimately, we’d lost only Summer.

That loss