LUCIEN'S POV
Lena’s power sprouted with such force that even my ancient Lycan instincts whispered warnings. She wasn't pulling punches this time, all the stops she'd learned to put on her power before shattered as her children's lives hung in the balance.
But she was not alone.
The connection between us, I felt her taking my power and strength, Riven's stubbornness and Kael's strategy. We were giving her all that we had, becoming vessels for taking Selena down.
"Papa!" Ashton's voice sounded over the bond, frightened and small. He and Lyra were mashed up against my chest, their tiny frames still slick with sweat from the experience. "Is Mama going to be okay?"
“Mama’s going to be perfect,” I reassured him, while running my hand through his hair and holding Lyra tightly with the other.
