~Iris POVThe room was quiet.Peaceful, for once.A soft lamp glowed at the corner, casting warm light across Rowan’s bed as he lay beside me, his small head resting lightly against my arm. The chaos from earlier had been cleared,repaired, hidden,but I hadn’t forgotten.Not for a second.I flipped a page in the book, my voice calm and steady as I read.“…and the wolf, though feared by many, chose not to bite, but to guard…”Rowan shifted slightly, his fingers gripping the edge of my sleeve.“Mom?”“Yes, little wolf?” I said softly, glancing down at him.“Do wolves in stories ever… hurt people by mistake?”My chest tightened just a little.“Sometimes,” I answered gently. “But what matters is what they do after. The ones who learn… who choose to protect… they become something better.”“Like me?” he asked quietly.I smiled, brushing his hair back. “Exactly like you.”He relaxed slightly at that.Just a little.And that was enough for me.A soft knock came at the door before it pushed ope
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