Elaine's POV
Finally, Nathan fell asleep. After hours of listening to Darius’ deep, soothing voice telling him story after story — about brave wolves, hidden kingdoms, and the family that always found their way home — his little eyes began to droop. His small hand still clutched the edge of Darius’ shirt even as he drifted off, unwilling to let go. It had been almost three weeks since Darius last came home, and Nathan’s young heart had clearly felt every moment of his absence. So I couldn’t blame him for being clingy tonight. He missed his father — his protector, his hero.
When Darius carefully laid Nathan down in bed and brushed a gentle kiss over Nathan’s forehead, I felt my chest swell. Watching the two of them together always filled me with warmth. Darius lingered for a moment, his t
