Chase’s POV
Jaden’s tantrum started small.
He’d been fine all day—quiet, watchful, the way he got when something was building inside him. But bedtime came and the routine cracked. Jasmine wanted one more chapter. Jamin refused to brush his teeth until Jaden did first. Jaden—usually the peacemaker—snapped.
“I said no!” he shouted, voice cracking high. “I’m not tired! You can’t make me!”
Amelia knelt in front of him, calm as always. “Sweetheart, it’s time. We’ll read tomorrow—”
He stomped his foot. Face red. Eyes flashing silver for one heartbeat.
Then his fingers curled.
Tiny black claws—sharp, curved, no bigger than a kitten’s—flicked out from his nail beds with soft, wet clicks. Jaden stared at them like they belonged to someone else. His breath hitched. The claws retracted just as
