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Ch. 153

Author: Cara Anderson
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We find Iris in the nursery, humming softly to our son who has awakened and studies his aunt with solemn curiosity that seems impossible in one so young. His awareness has unnerved more than one pack member who expects newborn behavior from the infant who watches everything with an unsettling focus.

"There's my little prince," Sage says, her voice transforming as she takes him from Iris. All traces of her nightmare fade as she cradles our son, her entire being softening with a love that flows freely between all three of us.

Alexander. Named for strength, for leadership, for the new era his birth represents. His tiny hand wraps around Sage's finger with surprising force, his violet eyes - exactly matching his mother's unusual color - fixing on her face with that uncanny focus.

"He's hungry," Sage says, settling in the rocking chair beside the window. As she adjusts her nightgown, Iris quietly excuses herself, leaving our small family in peaceful privacy.

I watch them together, th
Cara Anderson

Thank you for reading! Just the Epilogues left now. But for those of you who'd like to stick around, Alexander's story will continue here in this same thread!

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