Lucian came to my room that night.He stopped in the doorway and kept one hand on the frame, as though he had already decided not to stay.“The baby has a name now,” he said. “Nova. Seraphina chose it. You gave birth to her, so I thought you should know.”“Nova is a beautiful name.”His expression shifted, but he moved on.“The boy is three. His training starts soon, and Seraphina will choose his first instructors. He’s old enough to remember faces now.”He paused.“From now on, stay away from the training grounds. I don’t want him confused.”I looked up at him. “All right.”Lucian did not leave.My answer had been too quiet. He was used to tears, accusations, desperate promises that I would keep my distance if he only let me see my son once.I gave him nothing.“Are you angry?” he asked at last.“No.”His brows drew together.He would have known what to do with anger. He could have called me selfish. He could have reminded me that he was Alpha and that the pack came first.But I was c
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