Nut’s POVThe pack didn’t gather all at once.That would have felt like judgment.Instead, they came in pieces—one by one, in twos and threes—drawn by curiosity, by scent, by the quiet pull that something new had entered our territory and chosen to stay.Hong held Rowan close as we stepped into the main hall. He hadn’t let go since William placed the child in his arms. Not even to eat. Not even when Ester offered to take him so Hong could rest.Especially not then.Rowan slept through it all, blissfully unaware of the weight he carried simply by existing.“He’s small,” someone murmured.“But healthy,” another replied.“Looks like Hong.”That earned a snort from the back of the room.Hong stiffened at the attention, shoulders tense, posture protective. I shifted closer without thinking, placing myself just a half-step to his side—not in front of him, not shielding, just present.William stood near the hearth, arms folded loosely, watching the room with a measured calm. He didn’t speak
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