We were just enjoying another peaceful sleep after a tedious day. I was nestled in the comforting embrace of my husband after an intense love making session. It had been weeks since we had a peaceful slumber together, and this was the best night we had in a long time.
But our peaceful moment was shattered when the door to our bedroom slammed open with a loud bang. Startled by the sound, I acted on instinct, rolling over to grab the dagger that was on the nightstand while Ivan removed his claws, ready for whatever danger we might face.
Turns out it was our children, the twins, Cyril and Caeden, who raced into the room along with Rhea, who clutched a doll close to her chest.