Side Story 4.43 - Meetings, Madness, and Meddling

Hans’s POV

The first thing I felt upon waking was warmth. The kind that seeps into your bones, the kind that makes you never want to move again.

I opened my eyes slowly, greeted by the most precious sight I had ever seen—my mate and our son.

Jhoanna was still asleep, her features relaxed, her hair spilling over the pillow in soft waves. And in her arms, nestled against her chest, was Johanis.

My son.

The thought still sent a strange, unfamiliar feeling through me—something fierce and overwhelming, something so deep it settled into the very marrow of my bones.

I shifted carefully, propping myself up on an elbow as I gazed at them. Johanis' tiny fists were curled against his chest, his face serene, his breathing even. I had never seen anything s