Liam pov The moon cast silver patterns across the bedroom as I sat in the armchair beside our bed, watching Grace sleep. After her fainting spell, I had insisted she rest properly, and for once, she hadn't argued. Now she lay peacefully under the covers, one hand curled protectively over her still
Liam pov "You don't have to carry me," Grace protested, though she made no real effort to leave my arms as I moved down the hallway toward the dining room. "I can walk just fine this morning." I smirked, and a blush filled her cheels. "Humor me," I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Aft
Cynthia pov I waited until I was deep in the forest, well beyond the pack house and any patrolling wolves, before pulling out her secure phone. My beautiful features twisted with hatred as I recalled the morning's humiliation. "That truth-seeing bitch," I snarled to myself, pacing beneath the tr
Liam pov I found my father in the pack's security room, reviewing the perimeter footage while the twins napped under Beth's watchful eye. My wolf had been restless all day, instincts prickling with unease ever since the morning's confrontation with Cynthia. "Dad, can we talk?" I asked, closing t
Cynthia pov I paced the length of my small apartment on the edges of Fireside and Paw pack territory, frustration evident in every step. The rooms were sparsely furnished—nothing personal, nothing that might reveal my true nature or mission. Just like my fabricated personality, the space was caref
Liam pov Just as I had predicted, Cynthia made her approach the following afternoon. I watched from a seemingly casual position near the garden entrance as the she-wolf timed her appearance perfectly—the moment mom had settled on a bench with the twins in their special bassinet beside her. "Luna
Cynthia pov I slammed my apartment door behind me, heart pounding with barely controlled panic. My carefully constructed plan was unraveling faster than I could adapt. Beth Matthews had outmaneuvered me with such casual precision that it could only mean one thing—they were already suspicious. They
Cynthia pov My midnight mission had failed spectacularly. My attempt to breach the northeastern sensors had been met with immediate response—almost as if they'd been expecting exactly such a move. I had barely escaped detection, forced to abandon my plan and retreat to my apartment without creati
Grace pov Good birthday," she declared with satisfaction. "Everyone's patterns were happy." "Yes, they were," I agreed softly. "Did you enjoy your party?" Sophia nodded sleepily. "The Balance liked it too. And baby brother." Her small hand reached out to touch my belly with surprising gentlene
I accepted the cake gratefully. Pregnancy cravings had given me an unprecedented sweet tooth, much to Sophia's delight. "How's our birthday girl doing?" "Currently explaining to her friends how the presents create a 'harmony pattern' when arranged properly," Liam replied, his expression filled wit
Grace pov **Six Months Later** The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow across the meadow behind Fireside pack house. Children's laughter filled the air as a small gathering celebrated Sophia's second birthday. The toddler presided over the festivities with a serene dignity that occasionally ga
Sophia considered the question seriously before shaking her head. "Not worry. It's the right pattern. The balance is happy about it." She adjusted another stone slightly, the golden light flowing to illuminate the new configuration. "Five is better than four. Stronger shapes." As if confirming her
I began to protest, but another wave of dizziness—milder this time—reminded me that Elena's medical advice wasn't merely precautionary. My body was indeed adjusting to significant changes, and pushing beyond its limits would serve no one. "Two days," I conceded reluctantly. "But I want regular upd
Grace pov Liam nodded, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Our children were never going to be ordinary, were they? Not with us as parents." I smiled as he looked into my eyes. Lucas was a strong werewolf with Alpha blood, and Sophia was a truth seer. Both were strong as hell.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice slightly hoarse. "You collapsed in the observation gallery," Liam explained, squeezing my hand. "Gave everyone quite a scare, especially the children. Tomas has been asking about you every fifteen minutes." I attempted to sit up, but Elena moved swiftly to prev
Grace pov Two weeks after the Children's Day revelation, the Balance Center hummed with renewed purpose. I had implemented a carefully structured program to continue engaging with the children who had shown connection to the Equilibrium, while the research division refined their understanding of h
Grace pov Liam, ever practical, focused on immediate implications. "How does this affect our response to reality-shapers? Does this expanded connection give the equilibrium greater range or power?" "Not exactly, power," I replied thoughtfully. "More like... expanded awareness. Greater understand