1020 The young Alpha Violet is home

Damon hugged Talia from the side and pressed his lips on her temple. "I am glad things ended well." He really did. And he could feel the sparks of their bond again which was fantastic.

Talia was in his arms, and their baby slept peacefully on the bed. It was surreal.

He wanted to hold Violet and hug her, but she was so tiny, and he didn't want to disturb her rest.

He counted five fingers on each hand and five toes on each foot, and she had a tiny nose, tiny mouth, and a small tuft of black hair on her head. Everything was small and... breakable. Will he be able to hold her without hurting her?

Damon decided to focus on Talia. "How are you feeling? That looks like a lot of blood." It was not much by werewolf standards, but he didn't like to see Talia hurt in any way. "Should I call Travis?"