KIARA'S POV
The pack house was unusually quiet.
For once there were no warriors arguing outside, no emergencies demanding Kael's attention, and no strange visions stealing my peace.
Just silence…..Beautiful silence.
I stood near the large window in our room with one of the twins sleeping peacefully against my shoulder while his tiny hand gripped a strand of my hair.
I smiled.
Every day I looked at them and somehow loved them more.
The door opened.
Kael walked inside carrying the other twin.
Immediately, the baby in his arms yawned.
Kael smiled.
The baby blinked.
Kael smiled again.
The baby moved one finger.
Kael somehow smiled even wider.
I laughed.
"You do realize you're obsessed?"
His eyes met mine.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You absolutely do."
He wal
