The night was calm, the soft glow of the moon filtering through the curtains. Elias and Lena had finally settled, their tiny breaths warm against my skin. Idris hadn’t moved from my side, his protective presence grounding me even as exhaustion pulled at my limbs.
But then, something changed.
A shift in the air—subtle, but undeniable.
Lena stirred first. A soft whimper escaped her lips, and then her tiny body tensed. Idris sat up immediately, his instincts on high alert.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his golden eyes dark with concern.
Before I could answer, a strange warmth spread through my arms, as if Lena’s small body radiated heat. Her whimper turned into a soft, almost melodic hum—like a sound I’d never heard before, ancient and unfamiliar.
Then Elias reacted. His tiny hand clenched
