“Get a grip, Rezz. She’s not going to break,” Kristin pointed out from the bed. Caroline was too busy leaning up on her tiptoes to place a kiss on my cheek. Why holding an infant earned me such a gift, I did not understand, but the gesture brought me to my knees. I was in love with my mate. Totally and completely under her spell. There was nothing I would not give her. Nothing I would not do for her. No one I would not kill to protect her.
The baby made a strange gurgling noise and drew me from my musing. The child blinked up at me with huge, innocent eyes, and I could not help but stare back at her. “Hello, little one.”
Caroline’s hand came to rest on my arm as she peeked at the little girl. Standing together, like this, surrounded by family and hope and such miraculous innocence, somet
