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.

slowly along the base of the rocket. Wisps of vapor curled from its sides, white and spectral against the cold lighting of the launch

their headsets. Numbers streamed across their screens, data flashing like constellations in motion. Every

next... calm and authoritative, like a man balancing fire on

Communications link green.

voice followed,

is nominal. Wind shear levels within acceptable

this distance, the rocket looked even more enormous... dwarfing the

sharp breath. Her chest

another

fell into absolute

as though

All personnel, switch to launch

beneath the rocket, clouds swelling at its base. Lights along the pad changed... from red to orange. Orange

command center, a red

"T-minus sixty seconds."

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

is internal. Auto-sequence

stable.

"Twenty seconds."

arms of the launch tower

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

"Seven... six..."

engines flared red... then blazed

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

thunderous sound that seemed to rise from the

"Two... one..."

from the engines, illuminating the sky like a second

"Zero."

rocket lifted off the

night sky. Even though they were thousands of miles away, watching it on a screen, the room

and still just moments ago... now soared

center, chaos turned into

darted across screens. Fingers typed furiously. Voices

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