Kael's P.O.VThe two tiny figures, my own sons, stood before me like fierce guardians, their faces contorted in a mask of anger. "Stay away from my momma!" they roared in unison, their small bodies pushing against me with surprising force.The raw emotion in their voices, a potent cocktail of fear and protectiveness, sent a jolt through me. I longed to reach out, to comfort them, but their hostility was a tangible barrier."Axl, please," I stammered, my voice thick with desperation. "Just listen to me for a moment.""Stay away from her!" Daniel, the elder twin, lunged forward, his voice laced with a primal fury.My mother, ever the diplomat, stepped forward, her touch calming on our son's shoulder. "Honey, he's your father," she soothed, her voice laced with a gentleness that belied the storm raging within the throne room."He is not my father!" Daniel roared, his claws extending involuntarily, his blue eyes flashing with defiance. The raw power emanating from him, so unexpected in on
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