CHAPTER 75: THE PEACEWe bring baby Alara home on a Friday.No announcement. No ceremony. Ronan drives to Nessa's sister's territory with two wolves and returns four hours later with a car seat and a yellow blanket and a three-month-old who has apparently developed strong opinions about the journey and expresses them at volume for the first forty minutes before falling entirely silent and sleeping with the specific completeness of someone who has exhausted their complaint and moved on.Nessa's sister comes with her. Just for the day. She wants to see the handover done properly — the specific care of someone who has been protecting something precious and needs to confirm with her own eyes that what she is handing it to is worthy of what she kept safe.She stands in the kitchen doorway with Alara on her shoulder and looks at all of us assembled there — me, Kael, Ronan, Draven, Nessa, Marcus, Eli, Lila at the edge — and makes the assessment of a woman who trusts her own judgment and has
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