Narda's POV
Liam's squeals of laughter filled the room, his little body squirming under my hands as I tickled his sides.
"Stop it, Mummy!" he giggled, kicking his feet as he tried to wriggle away. But his smile was wide, his cheeks flushed, his curls bouncing with every movement. His casted arm stayed close to his side while I was careful not to touch it, focusing instead on his ribs and underarms where he was most ticklish.
"Never," I teased, fingers dancing mercilessly. "You're at my mercy, little lion!"
Between giggles, his voice broke through the noise.
"Daddy…!" He called out, breathless with laughter, "Daddy, help me!"
I froze. My head snapped up, pulse halting for just a second.
Axle.
He was standing by the door, broad shoulders leaning against the frame, w
