Chapter 131

Dante I smoothed Estelle's hair away from her sleeping face, cradling her in my arms. Estelle. Isabel had chosen the perfect name for our daughter. She held onto my finger with both her tiny hands, her grip tightening for only a few seconds before she let go. She was beautiful. She had only my hair and eyes. Everything was completely Isabel's. From her skin to her smile to her face. I exhaled deeply, staring out the window. So this was what peace felt like. Like you were so light, you could float. After what felt like an eternity, the pack was completely safe once again.