When the royal couple of the West returned to their hidden home in the woods, Riannon dashed up the stairs. Her heart set on seeing the man she loved as much as Gideon, if not more.
She found her son sleeping peacefully in his bed with her Beta, Maya, sitting next to the crib while her own daughter, Danielle, was crawling on the prince’s fluffy playmat surrounded by toys.
“Hi,” Riannon smiled, her eyes on her beloved baby, who looked like a little angel. “How was he?”
“No episodes,” Maya smiled understandingly, while Dani destroyed a building cube tower at her feet.
“Good,” Ria let out a deep sigh of relief. She was sure the Moon Goddess would have sent her a vision if anything was wrong, but after Fenrir and Joran’s bodies disappeared in front of her eyes, a faint but persistent doubt
