Eighty-Two

Bryony’s POV

Walking downstairs, I could instantly sense his presence, the light green essence of my son's aura glowing brightly around him as he lay in Delphine’s arms, his aura so pure and innocent as he slept peacefully. I walked toward her, only for Darius to step in my way, taking Draven from his mother. I wanted nothing more than to hold, but obviously Darius and Dorian didn’t trust me, and