Chapter Eighty-Four – Paranormal Realm 80
And Lyra for the girl, who was the smallest and most observant of the three. She was quieter than her brothers, spending more time watching the world around her with those big eyes that seemed too knowing for a newborn. The name meant "lyre" or music, and I'd chosen it because in those rare moments when she did make sounds, they were almost melodic compared to her brothers' demanding cries.
The vampire castle had transformed over those first few days into something that was simultaneously a fortress and a nursery. Cribs had appeared from somewhere in the castle's vast storage, along with enough supplies to care for triplets through their first year. Someone—probably Vael coordinating with Delia—had organized everything with military efficiency. Diapers, clothes in various sizes to accommodate rapid growth, bottles for supplementing when I was too exhausted to nurse, blankets, toys, everything we could possibly need.
