His Heir, His Sin, His Obsession (SPG)
She cried once—and a massive blue storm erupted: cleansing rain pouring only on the ruins, wind pushing red energy away, lightning striking only the corrupted crystals.
Rafael screamed as his power backfired—burned by his own chaos, collapsing weakened.
Hidden allies—Marcus and team—rushed in now that the ward was broken. Rafael captured, bound with blue chains from the ritual.
Back at the mansion by dawn, Aurora’s first birthday came early in victory—power stabilized under blue, not red.
The family celebrated quietly—Aurora in Isabella’s arms, cooing happily, blue sparks now gentle protective lights around the quadroplets.