HUNTER POV
I couldn’t have been happier.
The best six months of my life, hands down. No contest.
If someone had told me a year ago that I’d be mated, head over heels in love, and just weeks away from becoming a father, I would’ve laughed. Or growled. Probably both. My world used to be about duty, patrols, rank, and keeping the peace. Not anymore. Now it’s baby kicks and belly rubs and waking up to the sound of Lyra’s sleepy voice calling my name.
And stars, I love it.
I glance around the nursery, brush dripping white and royal blue paint onto the tarp under my feet. The colors are still wet, the smell of fresh paint thick in the air, but I can already see it—how it’s going to look when it’s done. Soft, clean walls. Shelves stacked with toys. A rocking chair Lyra fell in love with at t
