35- Brooklyn POV
Coming back from the dead was weird. Not in the sense that I wasn't appreciative of the second chance, but that I had seen what was waiting for me, and I oddly, didn't fear it. Mostly I feared being without my son and my mate. Thankfully, it was only during stolen moments of the day where I sat and pondered on the reality of life and death. My days had been filled with diaper changes, snuggles and reigniting the flame between Thorne and I. The days where Athena and Xeros shared our bodies were becoming fewer, though our bonds were stronger than ever. We had figured out that battles were where our shared bodies had the most power, since both Thorne and I could now heal ourselves without needing to tap into the lycan strength residing inside of us. One of the perks of being
