~ Lucian’s POV

I stood there, barely able to process the strange scene unfolding before me. Fridolf's voice, soft but powerful, filled the room as he chanted in a language that felt as old as time itself. The energy in the room shifted, a deep hum reverberating through the air, making my skin prickle. The doctor, doing his routine checks, kept glancing at Fridolf, clearly uncertain but trusting in whatever this was.

I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself. Bella’s face was pale, her breathing shallow but steady. The tension in my chest tightened with each passing second, an ache that felt like it would split me in two....