Natalia
I froze, eyes widening as I looked at my children standing between us, arms outstretched, faces streaked with tears.
What had we done?
I never wanted to fight in front of them. Never wanted to make them feel afraid or uncertain in their own house. By now, a small crowd of onlookers had gathered—a few members of the staff, a couple of warriors who had heard the commotion and come running. Damon would likely be here any minute, ready to fight.
But in an instant, Andrei’s entire posture changed. His fury seemed to drain away as he looked down at the twins. He dropped to one knee so he was at their eye level.
“Hey,” he said softly, reaching out to brush a tear from Jane’s cheek, and the gesture made my heart tighten, “we’re not fighting anymore, okay? We’ll stop.”
The twins just
