SERAPHINA’S POV
Driving through the gates of Nightfang was feeling increasingly familiar. More and more like coming home.
Especially when my baby was waiting for me on the porch steps.
I was already unbuckling my seatbelt and opening the car door before Kieran had finished parking.
“Mom!”
Daniel dashed down the steps so fast my heart skipped, then crashed into me, all elbows and knees and growing-boy strength.
I caught him with a shaky laugh, my arms locking around him tightly.
“I missed you,” I murmured into the crown of his head.
“It’s only been two days,” he said, but his arms tightened around me anyway. “You’re squeezing.”
“Too bad," I chuckled.
Because I needed to feel him solid beneath my hands. Needed the reassurance that he was fine. Safe.
Daniel pulled back first, squinting up at me.
His nose twitched, brows drawing together.
His gaze flicked to Kieran, who had come to stand a few paces behind us.
Then back to me.
Then back to Kieran.
