HAYES
I sat by the edge of the hearth fire, wiping dark blood off my hands with a wet cloth.
The master suite was completely quiet. Ciara lay asleep on the big bed, her breathing deep and heavy. Her body was spent. The second the double-Alpha labor ended, her wolf pulled her into a deep sleep so her body could recover. Nestled right against her side, wrapped in warm green wool, the twins slept quietly. Their tiny chests moved up and down in steady rhythm with their mother.
I stood up slowly, keeping my boots silent on the rug so I wouldn't wake them. I pulled a fresh shirt over my head and fastened my broad leather belt around my waist.
A light knock came at the heavy oak door.
I slid the iron bolt back without making a single sound and pulled the door open an inch. Killian stood in t
