Dante’s POVAmy’s surgery went smoothly. The doctors said everything had gone perfectly. But nothing about today felt easy.Scarlet and I had sat outside the operating theatre for hours, hands clasped so tightly it felt like letting go might break us both. We had muttered prayers under our breath like a mantra, both terrified and helpless.Our baby girl, our Amy, was just too small to have faced so much already.I had been through wars. Led armies. Stared death in the eye more than once. But I had never been as afraid as I was sitting outside that room.When they finally let us in, Amy was still under the effects of anaesthesia, her tiny chest rising and falling with soft and even breaths. The bandage around her neck made my throat burn.I looked at Scarlet. Her lip trembled, and I saw the tears she was holding back.“Hey,” I whispered, gently placing a hand on her back. “You okay?”Of course, she was not. None of us were.She kept her eyes on Amy. “It’s the bandage… it’s so real now.
Scarlet’s POVBefore the surgery could be scheduled, there was one final round of tests to confirm that Amy was fit enough to undergo the procedure. For this, we had flown to the capital. Dr. Anita Bennet had agreed to perform the surgery herself at a private hospital. The place was so exclusive that it looked more like a high-end resort than a medical facility. Only the royalty or the ultra-wealthy came here. The kind of place where even the hand soap probably had a designer label.Amy had just finished her tests. She was now sitting quietly in the luxurious waiting room, legs swinging from the oversized chair, coloring the latest masterpiece she had drawn, once again an elaborate scene with a wolf, a castle, and three stick figures holding hands. I didn’t need to guess who the three figures were.“I’ll go to the washroom,” I said, brushing my hand over Amy’s curls. “Amy, do you need to pee?”She shook her head without looking up.“I’ll watch her,” Dante offered.“Thank you,” I said
Scarlet’s POVWhile we were driving home, I suddenly felt a soft tapping on the back of my seat. Amy was knocking gently, trying to get our attention.I glanced at her through the mirror. “Baby, do you want something?”She pointed outside eagerly.I followed her finger, and there it was. An ice cream truck, parked at the corner of a park. Her eyes lit up with hope, and a tiny, pleading smile formed on her face.I hesitated. “But sweetheart, you still have a bit of a cold…”Before I could say more, Dante spoke up. “Let her have one. She was incredibly brave through the whole check-up. I think she deserves a little treat.”Amy's smile widened instantly, her eyes sparkling with joy at her father’s support.I chuckled. “How does it feel to have someone on your team, little tornado?”Amy didn’t say anything, of course, but the way her smile stretched across her face said everything.Dante pulled the car over to the side and unbuckled her from her seat. Together, the three of us walked over
Scarlet’s POVAmy, who had been completely uninterested in the conversation a moment ago, now had her full attention locked onto the kids’ discussion. Alarmed, I quickly reached out and covered her tiny ears with my hands.“Okay, enough!” I said, trying not to shriek. “Kids, we do not talk about forbidden words during breakfast—or ever.”“But Scarlet,” Augustus protested, “I want to know!”He turned to Eleanora. “How do you know all this?”Eleanora shrugged casually. “Uncle Rome told me. I asked him.”Vespara turned red. “I swear, I’m going to kill that man.”I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I knelt beside Augustus. “Listen, Auggie. Dying is a serious thing. When someone dies, they can’t come back. They can’t see their family anymore. Do you want to be all alone forever? Even Nora won’t be there because she will be too busy being Alpha.”“Oh…” Augustus looked horrified. Thankfully, the twin were too attached to each other to even think about living alone. “And Nora,” I
Scarlet’s POV “Here,” Dante said, slipping a note in front of me as I stood in the kitchen, pouring myself a cup of coffee.I glanced at him and asked, “What is it?”“Check,” he gestured.I unfolded the note and saw an appointment date. none other than with Dr. Anita Bennet. I was stunned. I had only told him about her a few days ago. I didn’t expect him to find her this quickly.“How did you find her?” I asked, still processing the information.“Turns out Annette knew her,” he replied.I went quiet for a moment, then asked, “Did she know what you were seeking her for?”“Yes,” he said simply.“You told Annette about Amy?” I asked, clearly shocked.“Yes,” he repeated. “We’re good friends. She wasn’t too surprised to hear that Amy is my daughter. She said we had such a strong connection back then and there had to be something between us. Turns out, the little angel really is my daughter.”“Oh…” I murmured. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of relationship Dante and Annette had shared
Dante’s POV“Amy, come here!”I heard Scarlet’s voice echo through the hallway, laced with exhaustion and exasperation.“I said come here, it’s just cold medicine! I’ll give you candy after. Stop, kiddo!”But our little girl wasn’t having it. She was sprinting in her tiny bunny socks, weaving around furniture like a seasoned escape artist. I stepped into the living room just in time to catch her mid-sprint with one arm.Scarlet caught up a few seconds later, breathless and flushed. “Thank Goddess. You caught this little minion. She has been running circles around me all morning.”She crouched down and glared playfully at Amy. “I told you, baby, Mommy’s not feeling well today. And you took advantage of that. That’s not fair.”I raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?”Scarlet waved her hand dismissively. “Nothing serious. Just cramps. First day of my period. I’m a bit slower than usual.”Ah.“I’ll take care of her medicine,” I offered gently. “You go lie down for a while.”“I’m fine,” she sa