AUTHOR'S POV

As the night wore on, Tessa found herself turning and tossing in bed, her eyes red rimmed . The soft cries of the boys echoed through the house mingled with rustling of leaves and distant howls of wolves outside. She stood up knowing that sleep had evaded her with the amount of noise around her as she tried to calm the babies down by singing a lullaby.

Each whimper from her children were like a dagger to her heart, reminding her of the pain and struggles to bring them to this world.

With a heavy sigh, Tessa ran a hand through her hair, her weary eyes scanning the...