New Arrivals

(Audrey's POV)

The first contraction hit me like lightning as I reached for my morning tea. I gripped the kitchen counter, breathing through the sudden intensity while calculating the timing in my head.

"Too early," I whispered to myself. "Three weeks too early."

But my daughters clearly had their own timeline.

"Florian!" I called out, my voice carrying across the territory den with more urgency than I intended.

His response was immediate. Golden eyes wide with alarm, he appeared in the kitchen doorway within seconds, still holding his business correspondence.

"Is it time?" he asked, though my expression had already given him the answer.

"The contractions are five minutes apart," I said, gripping the marble counter as another wave rolled through me. "They've been going for the past hour."

Florian sprang into action with military precision that would have been amusing under different circumstances. He grabbed our prepared emergency list from the refrigerator, checking items with