Chapter 220- The Heart of My Kingdom
Lexy
“I had help,” I whispered, glancing at Tarria and our children.
He nodded, eyes glistening. “I can see that.”
For a long moment, the five of us stayed like that—Tarria standing as silent guardian, the triplets’ light mingling with my warmth and CJ’s grounding presence. The chaos was gone. Only balance remained.
The storm had passed, but not because I fought it alone—because my family had found me in it.
And as CJ pressed his forehead against mine, whispering that everything was going to be okay, I finally believed him.
CJ
The moment I saw her, the world narrowed to just one sound—her breath.
Lexy lay against the bed, sweat glistening on her skin, golden light fading around her like dying embers. Tarria stood beside her, her smoke-dark aura barely holding back the power radiating off my mate. And surrounding them—three small, glowing figures. Our first triplets. Their light shimmered like starlight, pulsing in rhythm with Lexy’s ragged breathing.
For a heartbeat, I couldn’t move. I’d flew and ridden nonstop for the past couple of hours, pushing past exhaustion and distance just to get here in time—and now, standing in that doorway, I knew what true fear was. The woman I loved more than anything was caught between creation and destruction.
“CJ,” she whispered, voice trembling but strong enough to reach me over the hum of power in the room.
That sound broke whatever spell held me frozen. I crossed the distance in seconds, dropping to my knees beside her. My hand found hers—hot, slick, trembling—and the moment our skin touched, the bond between us ignited.
Her light rushed through me, wild and chaotic, meeting my energy head-on. For a second, I felt like I was burning from the inside out. Then our bond adjusted, balancing, syncing like two heartbeats finding the same rhythm.
“I’m here,” I murmured, cupping her cheek. “I made it, love. I’m not going anywhere.”
Her eyes fluttered open, glowing faintly. “You always make it,” she whispered, a tired smile curving her lips.
Tarria let out a breath of relief, wiping her brow. “Perfect timing, Your Majesty,” she muttered, though her voice was soft. “She’s been holding on by sheer will.”
“I know,” I said quietly. “She always does.”
The room pulsed again—energy building as Lexy’s next contraction hit. She gripped my hand, crying out, and I felt her power surge through the bond like a lightning strike. The ground trembled, walls vibrating with her strength.
“Lexy—look at me,” I said firmly. Her wild fiery eyes met mine, and I poured my calm into her through the bond—centering, grounding, holding her tethered to me. “You’ve got this. You’re safe. I’m right here.”
Her breathing steadied, the glow around her shifting from violent gold to a softer hue. The three little ones—our first triplets—had gathered closer, their small hands resting on her arms and shoulders. Their light fused with mine, weaving through the bond until I could feel every thread of her magic aligning again.
Tarria’s voice was low but urgent. “She’s ready, CJ. It’s time.”
I nodded, positioning myself by her head, keeping one hand clasped around hers. My other brushed back the damp strands of hair from her face. “You’re almost there, Lex. Just breathe with me. One more push.”
Her body tensed, a scream tearing through her throat as the energy in the room crescendo. My strength rose instinctively, shielding the nurses, the children, even Tarria as a burst of golden light exploded outward.
The first cry rang out.
Everything stopped.
A single, piercing newborn wail cut through the heavy air, and I felt my knees weaken with relief. Dr, Bennett moved quickly, wrapping the tiny, glowing bundle before handing her to a nurse. “First one—healthy,” she confirmed, voice trembling. “A girl.”
Lexy sobbed, tears streaking down her face. I pressed a kiss to her temple. “One down, love,” I whispered. “You’re incredible.”
The next wave came almost immediately. Lexy clung to me, her forehead pressed to my chest, breath hot and uneven. “CJ,” she gasped, “don’t let go.”
“Never,” I said fiercely, holding her tighter.
Another burst of light. Another cry. Tarria’s eyes gleamed. “A boy this time.”
Two.
Lexy collapsed back, trembling, but her grip never loosened. The power around her fluctuated again, her light flickering dangerously. She was exhausted, her magic spent—but she refused to surrender. I could feel it through the bond: her determination, her love, her refusal to stop until all her children were safe.
“Lexy,” I murmured, brushing her face with trembling fingers. “One more. You can do this. You’ve done the impossible before.”
She nodded faintly, eyes glistening with tears and light. “Hold me, CJ.”
“I’ve got you.”
The final surge came like a storm breaking. Her power erupted, pure and blinding, yet instead of chaos, it felt… divine. It wasn’t destruction—it was life itself, fierce and radiant. Tarria’s smoke wrapped around the energy, shaping it, guiding it safely outward as the last cry joined the others.
And then—silence. Good kind.
Lexy’s body went limp against me, her breathing ragged but steady. The glow faded to a soft shimmer. Three tiny cries filled the room, blending into a melody that made every warrior’s heart outside the door still.
“They’re perfect,” Tarria whispered reverently. Dr. Bennett handed the final newborn to a nurse. “All three—strong, breathing, glowing with your light.”
Lexy’s fingers weakly squeezed mine. “CJ… they’re here.”
I leaned down, pressing my forehead to hers. “You did it,” I whispered hoarsely. “You brought them into the world.”
Her smile was faint but radiant. “We did.”
Tarria, Doc and the nurses moved quietly around us, cleaning, wrapping, checking. I hardly noticed. My entire world was contained in the soft rise and fall of Lexy’s chest and the sound of our newborns’ cries. My first triplets had huddled closer, their little faces glowing with awe as they watched their new siblings take their first breaths.
The eldest, Alexia, looked up at me and smiled. “See, Papi? We told you we’d help Mami.”
I laughed through the tears burning in my throat. “You did more than help, little star,” I said, brushing her curls. “You saved her.”
Lexy’s eyes fluttered open again. “They did,” she whispered, her voice fragile but filled with pride. “They balanced everything.”
I looked at Tarria then, and she nodded silently. “The children’s light stabilized her magic before you arrived,” she said softly. “If they hadn’t…” She didn’t finish. She didn’t need to.
I swallowed hard, pulling Lexy closer. “Thank you,” I murmured—to Tarria, to the triplets, to the fates themselves. “All of you.”
The newborns’ cries softened, replaced by quiet coos. The nurses brought them forward, each tiny bundle glowing faintly in the soft golden haze that still lingered in the room. Tarria handed me the firstborn—our daughter—and I held her carefully, awestruck by the warmth radiating from her small body.
“She has your eyes,” Tarria said softly.
I looked at Lexy, who smiled faintly. “And your stubbornness,” she whispered.
I chuckled, unable to stop the tears. I shifted, handing the baby to Lexy, who cradled her gently against her chest. The other two were placed beside her, and for a moment, the entire room was silent except for the faint hum of power surrounding them. Six glowing lights—our first triplets standing close, our newborns nestled between us—all bound by the same pulse that had always tied our family together.
I kissed Lexy’s forehead. “You’re my miracle,” I whispered. “Every time I think I’ve seen all your strength, you show me more.”
Her tired smile deepened. “That’s because I carry you in my strength.”
Tarria quietly ushered the nurses and children out, giving us a moment alone. The door clicked shut. The light dimmed to a golden glow, and I finally let my guard down, lowering my head to rest against Lexy’s shoulder.
Our bond hummed softly, a melody of relief and love that filled every corner of me. The babies’ breathing was steady, their tiny hearts beating in sync with ours.
For the first time in days, I exhaled fully.
Lexy tilted her head, eyes heavy but peaceful. “They’re finally home,” she murmured.
I looked down at the tiny faces nestled between us and smiled. “Yeah,” I whispered. “So am I.”
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