The lake was glass that morning, calm, breathless, a perfect mirror of pale gold sunlight stretching across endless stillness. Mist drifted low like ghosts waking slowly. Raven stood on the wooden deck Jaxon had built just for her, one hand braced on the railing, the other holding a tiny sock that had once again mysteriously lost its partner.“Gabriella,” she called softly, a warning disguised in warmth. “Where did you put your brother’s sock?”A giggle answered from behind the sliding doors, sharp, mischievous, familiar. Raven turned, and the world softened instantly.On the plush lounge rug sat the twins, Gabriel and Gabriella Knight Morreau, dark-haired, sharp-eyed, beautiful little storms who had no idea they carried two different legacies in their blood: hers, of survival, and Jaxon’s… of power.Gabriella had the sock in her mouth again.Gabriel blinked up at Raven with those ice-blue eyes, Jaxon’s eyes, steady, assessing, calm even when surrounded by chaos. You knew though who w
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