Chapter 67
Draven's POV
She still had her arms wrapped around me when I heard the voices.
“Mama?”
The small, clear voice sliced through the noise of the cheering crowd. For a moment, I thought I’d misheard it. But then it came again, louder, more distinct.
“Mama!”
Zeraphine froze in my arms. Her body went rigid, and she pulled away so fast it was like she’d been burned. Her wide eyes darted toward the sound, and I instinctively followed her gaze.
Two small figures were pushing through the crowd.
The room seemed to close in on itself. The cheering, the clapping—it all faded into a low hum in the background. All I could see were the two little girls.
Dark curls framed their faces, their bright eyes scanning the room as they hurried forward. Their small, determined steps carried an e
