Chapter 462

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MIRACLES DO EXIST NARRATOR Silas froze.

He wasnt fond of physical contact unless it was with Sigrid, but he endured the embrace stoically and didnt act rudely.

Despite the awkward moments, that afternoon, Silas reclaimed a small piece of his family.

Still, deep inside, the only family he truly acknowledged was the woman by his side.

All the love in his heart was for her.

Everything else had withered away.

Seizing a moment alone while his aunt dragged Sigrid to the kitchen to help with the afternoon tea, Silas approached the baby in the crib.

The dark tattoos no longer stayed confined to the child's face they were creeping, slowly consuming his tiny body.

Silas extended two fingers, placing them on the babys forehead.

Instantly, the dark magic writhed, resisting, fighting against being expelled The baby let out acry of pain.

malignant energy refused to leave, but Silass power commanded it to

deceive the aunt

feel exactly what her mate

babys forehead, ---- hesitating before being absorbed beneath

his body, the energy

into the deepest sleep he had known

faded away, leaving only smooth,

child was no longer cursed with dark

live a long life, just like

We're leaving, Thank you.

But...

and tea...! Your uncle hasnt even returned from the fields yet! The woman called after

more time with the nephew she had miraculously recovered, to talk, to let her

day! Sigrid waved as she was dragged down the

but this time, she understood

the doorhesitant, saddenedshe stepped toward the crib to check on

was always restless, but now,

tray fell to the floor, sending everything scattering across the

clapped her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming, tears spilling as she stared at the

well where that miracle had come

had protected this child in silence, she would protect her nephew as well,

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