Damien's POV:
It had only been a few weeks since the twins were born, and already, things were shifting in ways I hadn't anticipated. Leslie and I had always known that our children would be different, but seeing it manifest so early—it shook me to the core.
I was sitting by their crib one evening, watching them sleep. My son, Elias, was calm, but every so often, a flicker of darkness seemed to pulse around him, a shadowy haze barely noticeable if you weren't looking closely. I knew what it was. It was the same darkness that lived in me—the one I had fought so hard to control, to understand. But how could it already be showing in him? He was just an infant, barely a few weeks old. I could feel it when I touched him—a dark energy coiling beneath the surface, like it was waiting for the right moment to emerge.
Spoilt Princess Reincarnate As a Waitress