The sanctuary compound had settled into an uneasy quiet by the following afternoon, but the tension never truly left. Sofia stood in the newly furnished nursery, sunlight streaming through the large windows as she folded tiny blankets with trembling hands. The vision from last night still haunted her — Valeria standing triumphant under the full moon with Lucas in her arms.
Julian leaned against the doorframe, watching her silently. His wound was healing remarkably fast, thanks in large part to the golden energy she had poured into him. He looked every bit the powerful Alpha again, but there was a new softness in his eyes whenever they landed on her.
“You’ve been quiet since the vision,” he said, stepping into the room. “Tell me what you saw. All of it.”
Sofia set the blanket down and tu
