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Ours to Celebrate

Author: Ava
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-17 18:00:41

Elowen’s POV

By the time we left the healer’s cottage, the soft, hazy twilight had deepened into a velvet canvas dusted with an impossibly bright array of stars. The air was cool and crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and damp earth, a stark contrast to the almost incandescent warmth that now radiated from my own being.

The triplets kept impossibly close on either side of me, their powerful bodies forming an unbroken wall of warmth and protection. Their hands were always brushing mine, always grounding me—a constant, reassuring contact, as if afraid that if they let go for even a second, the fragile, miraculous little truth we’d just uncovered would slip away like mist in the night.

But it didn’t feel fragile. Not anymore. The quiet spark inside me, that nascent life, felt stronger, more vibrant, more undeniably real with every step we took toward home. It hummed with a quiet, powerful energy that resonated with my own magic, intertwining them.

And so did the bond between us.
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