Erika
In the absence of the moonlight, the person being escorted towards the main door looked like a figure but Owen and I recognized that it was Victor. His scent had mixed with blood, but he was not alone. There was another heartbeat that I could hear, which was slow and familiar. As well as that fragrance…
I raced past everyone in a panic as Isla and I smelled our child. Everyone but Owen was confused by my possessive growl. Had I been imagining things or I had gone crazy? Victor's figure drew closer and with the help of the moon we could discern Adam in Victor's arms!
"Adam!" I ran barefoot across the ground towards my child, heedless of the pebbles and stones pricking the soles. His blue teary eyes made me forget what pain was. Owen was following right behind me when I took Adam
