ログインGrace 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 wasn't sure how to respond. Any expression of gratitude would seem callous, any denial dishonest given the subtle but meaningful shifts in my relationship with Liam. "I'm sorry," I said finally, the words sincere despite their inadequacy. "This situation has been unfair to everyone involved, inclu
"Are you sure?" Jenny asked. "Maybe give it a little more time? You said he's still missing most of his memories." I shook my head. "It doesn't matter anymore. Whether he remembers everything or nothing, he's choosing her. Maybe not consciously or deliberately yet, but I could see it today. He's o
Liam pov Ready for our walk?" Mom called, returning with her sweater and an eager expression that suggested she was looking forward to showing off her grandson to any pack members we might encounter in town. The walk was pleasant, the spring sunshine warm on our faces as they strolled along the
Liam pov I know," she said simply. "I think I've known since the bonding ritual, maybe even before. This was always the likely outcome, Liam. I just needed to see it through, to be certain we gave it a fair chance before letting go." "You deserved that and more," I agreed, reaching for her hand







