Author's Note:
Special thanks to Caly888 for the Magic Castle!
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Evaline:
The doctors left with the samples. Their footsteps faded down the corridor until the ward grew quiet again, filled only with the faint hum of machines and the steady, rhythmic breaths of my newborn child.
River had stepped out not long after, leaving me with Kieran once again. Oscar and Draven were nowhere to be seen, and the absence of my mates was starting to press on me like a strange kind of silence.
But in that silence, there was peace too.
I lowered my gaze to my son. His tiny body was curled beneath the soft blanket the nurses had tucked around him. His breathing was even, the faint rise and fall of his chest a melody that both soothed and tightened something in me.
He was so small. So fragile. Yet at the same time, his very existence felt like a miracle.
I hadn't realized I was smiling until I heard a quiet whisper fill the silence.
"He's so cute."
