Eve’s Point of View 2 months later Ecstatic didn’t begin to describe my feelings about becoming an aunt. The elation placed just a fraction below Lucian still being alive. As the days passed I could hardly believe my brother was okay; that we were all okay. Every time I saw his face and Clara's growing belly my emotions would fight an internal struggle over bursting with joy or sinking into the darkness of what could have been. How my brother just knew things was beyond me. We all, of course, understood his power to come from whoever his father was- but exactly who that was or what those powers were remained a mystery. I watched as they both sat together amidst the construction zone that was their home. Clara pointed to a few tile options, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucian's

