Lily’s pov.

I laid there watching Creed sleep for hours, I couldn’t fall asleep, no matter how hard I tried.

I had this horrible feeling in my gut after the conversation we had, not pain from the babies but from the impending danger of War.

Who would want to go to war with us? What would they get out of it?

I just don’t understand, the only thing we’ve had to worry about was my Father. And he’s dead, for good now.

I get out of bed quietly, careful not to wake Creed. I slowly ...