Chapter 234

Hours later, after the chaos had settled into grim determination, I found Isabella sitting quietly in her bedroom, surrounded by her stuffed wolves arranged in a perfect circle around her. The sight broke my heart—my little girl creating her own protective pack in the only way she knew how. "Hey, sweetheart," I said softly, knocking on the open door. She looked up, her eyes—so like Silvano's—wide and solemn. "Is Daddy all better now?" "Yes," I answered, entering to sit beside her on the bed. "The medicine worked. His curse is gone." "And Miss Aurora?" I hesitated, unsure how to explain death and dark magic to a five-year-old. "She... had to go away. Forever." Isabella nodded, accepting this with unsettling calmness. "I know. I saw it in my dream." A chill ran down my spine, Aurora's final words echoing in my mind. The next seer. "What else do you see in your dreams, Izzy?" I asked carefully. She shrugged, picking at the ear of her favorite wolf plushie. "Lots of things. Sometimes they