~ Lucian’s POV

I stood there, barely able to process the strange scene unfolding before me. Fridolf's voice, soft but powerful, filled the room as he chanted in a language that felt as old as time itself. The energy in the room shifted, a deep hum reverberating through the air, making my skin prickle. The doctor, doing his routine checks, kept glancing at Fridolf, clearly uncertain but trusting in whatever this was.

I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself. Bella’s face was pale, her ...