L E I L A N I
I couldn't take my eyes off my son. He was warm and squirming against my skin.
He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. His tiny fingers curled around one of mine, and I felt love wash over me. He had Fenrir’s eyes. The same piercing amber eyes. He already looked like a fighter.
Fenrir stood over us, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. He was looking down at our son, and the expression on his face was one I had never seen before. He looked… complete.
I couldn’t believe it was possible to love such a little person so much. My heart felt like it was going to explode.
"Here," I said. "Hold him."
Fenrir hesitated for a second, then carefully took our son from my arms. He held him with a surprising gentleness, as if he was afraid to drop him. He looked down at t
