He leans down and kisses the top of Ember's head, very briefly, and then straightens up and becomes more stoic than he was a moment ago, which is his way of managing emotion in front of witnesses.Luna hands Ember back to me and takes Gio's arm, and the look she gives him is the kind of look that holds everything two people have built together.The afternoon is ours. Visitors gone, just the three of us in the quiet healing center, golden light through the windows, the compound settling into its afternoon rhythm outside. Ryder sits close while Ember and I work out breastfeeding for the first time—awkward and careful and eventually successful, and when she latches and the tiny spark of connection moves between us, mother to daughter, it doesn't feel like milk or biology. It feels like the mate bond when it first fully forms. Like something being completed."She's going to be powerful," Ryder says, watching."And loved," I say. "That's what matters."He's quiet for a moment. "Both.""Bot
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