#Chapter 194 – The Gravity of Destiny

Ronan The babies’ cries faded into softer sounds as they nestled against Lila’s chest. Relief lingered thick in the air, but underneath it something else clawed at me. That moment, my Mate’s hand brushing mine, the jolt of recognition, the bond roaring through my blood… it still burned in me like fire. Mate. After years of exile, of silence from the Gods, of believing fate had forgotten me, she was here. Standing only steps away, with my charge’s blood on her hands and compassion in her eyes. And I had no idea what to do with it. I forced myself to focus on Lila through the doorway to her room. That was my vow, my anchor. Yet the pull of the mating bond gnawed at me, relentlessly, demanding acknowledgment. When the other midwives shifted about, tidying the aftermath of the delivery, I felt her draw closer again. My heart thundered so hard it shook my chest. “Congratulations,” she said softly. Her voice was soft, gentle, but laced with hesitation that resonated deep insi