Ronan did not cry when he was born.
Moon screamed when she was born — furious little howl.
Ronan came out silent, eyes open, staring.
It took the healer a full minute to realize he was not in wolf pup form. He was in human form. A tiny, chubby, perfect human baby boy with a head full of black hair with one white streak and one silver streak, and eyes — Goddess — his eyes were white. Pure white, like Moon had been for a second when he spoke through her.
Then he blinked, and the white faded, leaving one gold eye like Cade's and one silver eye like Rhys's, just like his sister. But opposite — Moon's gold was left, silver right. His silver was left, gold right. Mirror twins.
And on his forehead, no crescent.
A full circle. A tiny, glowing full moon.
The healer dropped to her knees.
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