The Blood Moon nursery looked more like a storm zone than a child’s room. Blankets were scattered, a tower of blocks had been demolished into rubble, and Kael—Jax’s spitting image, down to the stubborn little scowl—was standing proudly on top of the toy chest like he’d just conquered a mountain.“Kael, get down,” Tora warned, hands on her hips.He grinned, eyes flashing faintly gold. “No.”Before Jax could bark his voice, Liora laughed, clapping her tiny hands. Unlike her brother, she looked almost ethereal—Tora’s wavy hair and her father’s ice-blue eyes, but lit from within by something older, wilder. “He’s the king of the box!” she declared with toddler authority.“Not for long,” Jax muttered, striding forward.But before he could lift Kael down, both children stilled. Their eyes glazed—not in sleepiness, but with something ancient. The tem
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