The night was still and serene, the pale glow of the moon casting an ethereal radiance over the sprawling estate. Brielle stood on the balcony, her robe billowing gently in the cool breeze as she gazed out over the immaculately manicured gardens.

A soft coo from behind her drew her attention, and she turned to find Darius cradling their daughter, Ava, in his strong arms. The sight never failed to steal her breath away – this powerful Alpha, a man feared and respected by so many, reduced to a tender, doting father in the presence of their child.

"Couldn't sleep?" Darius murmured, his voice a rich, soothing cadence that seemed...