Tyler's POV
The weight of Azura's revelation lingered in the air, casting a subtle shadow over our newfound knowledge. As we absorbed the truth about Danielle carrying concealed twins, I felt a surge of conflicting emotions—awe, confusion, and a heightened sense of protectiveness.
"Okay," I began, my voice steady despite the turbulence of my thoughts. "So, we're having twins. But that doesn't change anything. Danielle has only been with me. There's no reason to believe I'm not the father of both kids."
The logical part of my mind tried to assert control, dismissing any doubts or insecurities that might arise. Danielle had been marked by me, and our bond was unbreakable. Yet, the supernatural intricacies of the situation left room for uncertainty, a reminder that our journey was far from
