The Phoenix Heiress
It was Christmas, and for once, everything felt still, whole.
But my hands trembled with the secret I carried.
I waited until the chaos of wrapping paper and puppy paws settled, until Jace was sitting on the couch with Koda pressed against his side and Liviana curled in his lap, her red curls spilling over his shoulder. Wolf leaned against the armrest, his gaze steady on me.
“Got one more gift,” I said softly, slipping a small envelope into Jace’s hand.
He frowned, curious, then opened it slowly. His eyes widened, the sonogram picture catching the glow of the Christmas lights.
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