Liam pov I smiled, my arm steady around her waist. "Oh, the wolf is plenty alert," I assured her. "But we've both learned that you know your body best. My job is to support, not to control or panic." The mature perspective reflected how far we had come—not just from the traumatic circumstances o
"Do you remember what you said to me during Lucas's birth?" Grace asked during the peaceful window between contractions. "The only moment you were there emotionally, not just physically?" I shook my head, pain briefly crossing my features at the reminder of how my amnesia had robbed them both of w
Grace pov "One more push, Grace. She's almost here." Dr. Jensen's calm directive filtered through the haze of exertion and focus that had enveloped me for the past twenty minutes. The birthing room at Fireside Birthing Center hummed with quiet intensity—medical equipment ready but unobtrusive, s
Liam pov The next hour passed in the dreamlike state that often follows birth—the completion of necessary medical procedures blending with the continued wonder of meeting our daughter. Dr. Jensen confirmed what they had suspected throughout the pregnancy—Sophia showed no signs of werewolf genetics
Before either could respond, the door opened again, and Dr. Jensen entered with her typical brisk energy. She paused, her expression shifting to confusion as she took in the scene before her. "Angela?" she questioned, looking at the nurse. "I don't believe we've met. Are you covering from another
Grace pov The practical response to the threat provided some comfort, but I could still feel tremors of reaction beginning in my limbs as the initial surge of protective adrenaline began to fade. Through our bond, Liam sensed my delayed shock, immediately moving to sit beside me on the bed, one ar
"Hi, Sophia," Lucas managed, his expression solemn as he studied the tiny face. After a moment of careful observation, he looked up at me with absolute certainty. "She's very small." The simple, childish assessment broke the tension that had lingered in the room, drawing genuine laughter from all
Liam pov The first week of Sophia's life passed in a haze of newborn routines—feedings every two to three hours, diaper changes, brief periods of wide-eyed alertness followed by longer stretches of sleep Despite the lingering concerns from the Prisma Institute incident, Grace and I settled into a
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