ANGELICA POV
The moment I saw her—really saw her—my chest lit up like someone struck a match inside me.
Daniela.
Very, very pregnant Dani.
She was glowing like a damn fairy goddess, standing there with a belly that could’ve easily passed for a beach ball shoved under a tunic, hair tied up messily, cheeks flushed, and those storm-colored eyes lighting up when they met mine.
I didn’t think—I ran.
Fu.ck protocol. f***k appearances. f***k my brother’s massive dragon ass still huffing behind me like I’d disrespected his royal landing.
I tackled Dani like we were still back in the den and I’d just gotten back from school, yelling her name and hugging the ever-loving s**t out of her, bump and all. She stumbled back with a laugh and caught me just like she always did—arms solid, warm, famil
