로그인Grace pov Good birthday," she declared with satisfaction. "Everyone's patterns were happy." "Yes, they were," I agreed softly. "Did you enjoy your party?" Sophia nodded sleepily. "The Balance liked it too. And baby brother." Her small hand reached out to touch my belly with surprising gentlene
I accepted the cake gratefully. Pregnancy cravings had given me an unprecedented sweet tooth, much to Sophia's delight. "How's our birthday girl doing?" "Currently explaining to her friends how the presents create a 'harmony pattern' when arranged properly," Liam replied, his expression filled wit
Grace pov **Six Months Later** The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow across the meadow behind Fireside pack house. Children's laughter filled the air as a small gathering celebrated Sophia's second birthday. The toddler presided over the festivities with a serene dignity that occasionally ga
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.
I checked the calendar we kept on the refrigerator, though I knew my schedule by heart. "Just story time at the library this morning, then lunch with your mother. She wants to finalize the details for Lucas's birthday celebration next month." Lucas would be turning eighteen months old just weeks b
Grace pov Six weeks after my accident, I sat in the orthopedic specialist's office, watching Dr. Sherwood examines the latest X-rays of my healing ankle. The walking boot that had replaced my cast two weeks earlier was a vast improvement in terms of mobility and independence, though I still moved
Grace pov At twenty-eight weeks pregnant, I stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, a frown creasing my forehead as I examined my reflection. I had just emerged from the shower, a towel wrapped around my hair, my naked body fully visible in the unforgiving morning light. My belly had
Grace pov My hand moved instinctively to rest on my rounded belly, my mind racing with the implications of this information. A human daughter. A non-wolf child in a family where wolf nature played such a significant role. "Would that present any health concerns?" I asked, practical consideration







