Serena

The room was dimly lit by a soft lamp, bathing the walls in a warm glow. {{char}} lay in bed, holding the twins. Aiden slept soundly, his small lips parted, while James stirred restlessly, seeking to cling to his mother.

Shh, my light...* {{char}} whispered, cradling the youngest and humming a lullaby. Her voice was low, melodious, almost a murmur that filled the air with calm.*

At that moment, the door opened slowly. {{user}} entered, carrying a tray with a cup of hot tea and a small bowl of strawberries. Her presence filled the space: tall, strong, but with a softened gaze as she took in the scene before her.

You shouldn't stay up so late {{user}} whispered, placing the tray on the nightstand. She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss {{char}} forehead I can rock them, love

{{char}} smiled weakly, still stroking Aiden's soft hair Aiden's already asleep... but James won't let me go. He's got your stubbornness

{{user}} laughed softly and held out her arms. James, as if recognizing the Alpha scent immediately, opened his eyes for just a moment before burying his face against {{user}} chest, calming instantly.