Liam pov "I wasn't sure how," Liam admitted. "It's... complicated. The memories are real but disconnected. I didn't want to create expectations I might not be able to fulfill." I glanced over at her. Grace nodded slowly, accepting my explanation. "I understand. It must be disorienting, having pi
Liam pov As I approached the doorway, I paused, struck by the tableau before me. Grace sat in a pool of late afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, Lucas cradled against her breast as she nursed him. Her head was bent over our son, auburn hair gleaming with copper highlights in the golde
"I'm sorry," I said, the words inadequate but necessary. "For forgetting. For what it did to you." "It wasn't your choice," Grace replied, her voice gentle. "The attack, the memory loss—none of that was your fault." "But what came after was," I acknowledged, needing to voice what had been buildi
Liam pov The next morning dawned clear and mild, perfect spring weather for the walk I had suggested the night before. I arrived at my parents' house just after breakfast, carrying a small paper bag of pastries from the local bakery—an impulse purchase when I remembered (or perhaps my wolf remembe
I passed it to her silently, then retreated to lean against the counter, giving her privacy to dry off and wrap herself in the towel before she pulled the curtain back. When she finally emerged, the sight of her made my chest tighten with concern. Grace's eyes were red and swollen from crying, her
Liam pov The bond between them hummed with recognition and comfort, the emotional distress I had sensed from her gradually easing as we stood together. The wolf in me settled, deeply satisfied by the simple act of providing physical comfort to my mate. And then, like water breaking through a dam
Liam pov Ready for our walk?" Mom called, returning with her sweater and an eager expression that suggested she was looking forward to showing off her grandson to any pack members we might encounter in town. The walk was pleasant, the spring sunshine warm on our faces as they strolled along the
Grace looked up at me, her expression open and vulnerable in a way it rarely had been since our reunion. "I'd like that," she said softly. "For both our sakes, but especially for Lucas." Lucas, as if recognizing he was the subject of conversation, unlatched to gaze up at us both, milk dribbling fr
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
As we discussed these implications, Sophia's block construction had grown increasingly complex. Children placed pieces with surprising precision under her guidance, creating what appeared to be a three-dimensional representation of reality patterns around the Balance Center itself. The golden light
Grace pov Latent gifts," Elena suggested, joining me as I completed my circuit of the courtyard. The Alpha and healer had attended as a representative of the supernatural communities allied with the Balance Center. "Not strong enough to manifest as active abilities, but sufficient to create resona
Grace pov Three days after the shadow attack on the pack house, the Balance Center was hosting its first-ever Children's Day. What had begun as a small educational initiative had expanded rapidly as families associated with the Center brought not just their gifted children but siblings, cousins, a