Fawn POV
I run my hand through the soft tuft of caramel-colored hair on my daughter's head. Thorn's arm is wrapped around both of us so tight I realize his fear of us being separated hasn't completely faded despite Cyrus being taken away. Tears edge his eyes as he stares down at our daughter. I lean my head against his chest and he breathes in my scent. "She is beautiful, just like her mama,'' he says. I pick up my head and press a soft kiss on his lips before I snuggle back into his embrace.
"Congratulations to both of you. He's right, Fawn. She is beautiful. She could be your mini me," Lenore says. My eyes meet hers for the first time since Auriela was placed in my arms. I offer her a grateful smile. Tears edge her eyes as well. I'm just about to thank her for helping me bring my pup
