The clearing remained unnervingly quiet after the ancient voice faded, leaving only the soft rustle of leaves and the distant howl echoing through the night. The moonlight returned fully, bathing the pack house grounds in silver light — but the air still felt heavy, charged with something unseen.
Jax’s glow dimmed slowly, fading from bright blue to a soft, gentle shimmer. His tiny body relaxed against my chest, his fingers uncurling as exhaustion washed over him.
Selena pressed forward, her voice soft. He used too much power.
I held him tighter. “He’s just a baby.”
He is more than that, she whispered.
Jayden stepped closer, brushing his hand along my back. “Baby girl… he’s okay.”
Hayden leaned in, his voice gentle. “He’s tired.”
Kayden touched Jax’s tiny hand. “He fought for us.”
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