KATHERINE'S POV
Blessed.
This is how I felt, with my daughter in my arms and my mate beside me. It mattered little that I was more naked than clothed, sweaty and dead tired; I felt blessed. And very, very tired. "I think the nose is yours" Murtagh said with a smile, booping Belle's little nose. "I'm not so sure" I replied. After all, my nose wasn't nearly as cute as hers.
"Well, I am" he continued. “It has the same curve and the same shape as yours. The eyes, though ... she took them from me”.
"They don
