Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 51

Chapter 51: First Satellite Launch

Fiona, Adrian, Selene, Eleanor, and Freya sat in hushed anticipation in the cozy movie room of the Raynor Estate. The lights were dimmed, casting a soft golden hue across the room. All eyes turned to the massive projector screen stretching across the front wall. With a gentle flicker, the screen came to life.

It was split into two segments.

On the left was a live feed from the command center... a room buzzing with tension and brilliance. Scientists and engineers, dressed in lab coats and headsets, gathered around glowing monitors. Their faces were tight with concentration, their fingers flying over keyboards.

On the right, the launchpad glowed under the cover of night. There stood the rocket... tall, imposing, and proud. A metallic tower of ambition. The satellite, settled deep within the payload fairing, was hidden from view... but its presence was undeniable.

Freya broke the silence with wide, curious eyes. "Mommy, what are they all doing there?"

Eleanor smiled, brushing a hand through her daughter’s hair. "Can you see the rocket on the right side of the screen? They’re about to launch that rocket."

Freya’s eyes lit up with wonder. "Is it your rocket?"

Eleanor chuckled. "Not just mine. I worked really hard to make this happen, but your Great Grandma provided all the funding. So, let’s say... it’s ours."

Freya gasped. "Is it super expensive?"

"Super costly," Eleanor confirmed with a nod.

"Then is my Great Grandma... super rich?"

"Yes," Eleanor laughed. "Super-duper rich."

Fiona, who had quietly been sipping tea and minding her business, groaned as the conversation turned to her. "Why are you two bickering about money right now? Watch the launch... it’s starting soon!"

Freya leaned toward her with a playful grin. "Great Grandma, you’re rich. I want more presents."

Fiona huffed in fake annoyance. "Okay, okay. We’ll talk presents later."

Suddenly, a crisp voice crackled through the surround speakers, pulling everyone’s attention back to the screen:

"T-minus ten minutes and counting. All systems are go."

Eleanor leaned forward in her seat, gripping the edge of her chair without even realizing it. Around her, the others shifted slightly... alert now. Sensing the change in atmosphere, Freya too went quiet, her little hands tucked into her lap.

vapor curled from its sides, white and spectral against the cold lighting of the launch tower. The rocket was still, unmoving, yet thrumming

Numbers streamed across their screens, data flashing like

mission director’s voice came next... calm and authoritative, like a man balancing

link green.

followed,

is nominal. Wind shear levels within acceptable

birds-eye view from above. From this distance,

in a sharp breath. Her chest felt tight, and her palms

another

room fell into

No one moved. It was as though

All personnel, switch

panned back for a full view of the launchpad. Steam began to pour out from beneath the rocket, clouds swelling at its base. Lights along the pad changed... from red to

red indicator

"T-minus sixty seconds."

thudded in her ears. She could feel it... pounding like war drums.

internal.

pressure stable. LOX

"Twenty seconds."

camera zoomed out. The rocket stood alone now. The arms of the launch tower retracted with the grace of

"Ten... nine... eight..."

"Seven... six..."

red... then

"Five... four... three..."

rumble began, even before ignition. A low, thunderous sound that seemed to rise from the earth

"Two... one..."

engines, illuminating the

"Zero."

lifted

pierced through the night sky. Even though they were thousands of miles away,

moments ago... now soared through

command center,

screens. Fingers

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