Davies' POV

"Are you sure?" the sorcerer asked, her eyes glowing faintly as the magic simmered beneath her skin.

The energy in the room thickened, alive with tension and the weight of a decision that could shift the balance of everything.

I stood there, staring at the woman I had once held together when she had nothing left.

The same woman who had come to me limping, bloodied, rejected... and pregnant. Pregnant with a child I had believed was another man’s.

Only now, I stood in the very same room, learning that one of the children was mine.

A bitter laugh threatened to rise, but it choked me while it...