Vera's POVTwo years passed with relative peace after the conspiracy fell apart and Sophia joined our family. The compound had settled into comfortable routines, threats were minimal, and life felt almost normal in ways I'd never expected.Alexander was three now, running around the compound with energy that exhausted everyone trying to keep up with him. He'd started shifting already, his gold eyes flashing when he got excited and small claws appearing when he was frustrated."No biting," I told him for the tenth time that morning when he tried to use his new teeth on a toy that wouldn't cooperate."But mama, it's stuck," he protested, his words clear despite his young age."Use your hands, not your teeth."Luna was one year old and just learning to walk, wobbling around on unsteady legs while holding onto furniture for support. She had my features but Dante's gold eyes, and Elena predicted she'd be just as powerful as her brother when she came into her abilities.Keeping both childre
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