Page 278 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

Everyone was quiet as they processed my words.

“How do we check?” Violet asked.

When no one answered, Chris took a step back, picked up a shard of glass and stabbed his arm, making a few of us jump. The shard broke into small pieces, but his arm and hand remained unmarred.

“Christopher Moises Knight! What if she’d been wrong?” Violet yelled, holding her little boy close to her chest.

“It would have healed, Little Warrior, and now we know,” he answered, stepping back to her and holding her tight to reassure her.

“What’s going to be my gift?” Cade asked.

“I dunno.” I shrugged, looking back down at my pup, then I grinned and looked up at him. “Maybe your gift is me.”

“Well, I won’t complain about that,” Cade grinned back, kissing my temple.

“You want to hold your daughter?” I asked.

“Damn right, I do.”

I handed her over and watched the way his face transformed.

“What’s her name?” Violet asked.

“Cora Isabella Pierce Salonen,” I answered. Cade and I had picked two sets of names for the twins in the chance they were girls, and two in case they were boys.

“She looks just like you, Bells. My queen has given me a little princess who looks just like her.”

The emotion in Cade’s voice made my eyes sting, but then another contraction started ramping up, and I gasped. Cade reached and grabbed my hand with his free hand, shaking his head with a low growl at the nurse who tried to take Cora away from him.

“Here we go, Bells. Next baby’s coming. You ready?”

“Maybe we should move Violet, Doctor.”

“I’m not leaving,” Violet said stubbornly as the ground began to rumble. I felt the cold current of the air conditioner stop, before my sister told me, “Do your thing, Bells. I’ve got you.”

Pieces of the ceiling continued to drop for the next fifteen minutes as I pushed, but none hit us, the nurses around us or Violet and her little family. Soon, I heard the cry of my second pup fill the air and I sighed with relief, happy tears leaving my eyes.

Cool air swirled around me once the rumble stopped, and Violet lowered her shields.

“Another girl, Alpha Cade. You’re a blessed man.” Valeria let him know. Cade’s face lit up, and he looked torn between continuing to hold Cora and wanting to grab his other daughter.

The metal surgical table made a sudden noise and scraped toward us, making the nurse pick up our child with a squeal and jump out of the way.

The nurse came forward and placed my second-born in my arms, her poor heart running a mile a minute.

“What’s her name?” Valeria asked.

“Elizabeth Aurora Pierce Salonen.”

“Now who’s trying to get brownie points,” Chris taunted.

“So, we’re just going to ignore the way the table poltergeisted?” The nurse who almost got trampled by the table asked, her voice a shaky mess.

“You’re part of Crescent Moon and Guardian Moon. You can’t really be that surprised, Rena,” Valeria reminded her.

“I think it was me. I wanted the table to be closer, and then it was,” Cade answered her question.

“Telekinesis?” I asked.

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