The city looked like it had been swallowed by fire. From the helicopter, I could see smoke curling into the night sky, flames licking the edges of streets, and panicked figures running through the chaos. My stomach twisted, not just from the turbulence, or from carrying my twins, but from the knowledge that this was only the beginning. Genesis was falling, but the world was far from safe.
Damian gripped my shoulder firmly, his other hand resting over mine, shielding me from the wind. His eyes scanned the horizon constantly, assessing, calculating. Every muscle in his body screamed vigilance. Even from above, I could feel the tension radiating off him, a predator ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
Chloe sat on the other side of me, trembling. The mascara running down her cheeks had dri
