Chapter 277 A Light That Protects

• Lottie's POV
• I stood there, heart pounding, the remnants of shimmering light fading around me. My hands trembled slightly as I rested them on my swollen belly, feeling the gentle movements of the lives growing inside me. The air was thick with tension, the scent of ozone lingering from the clash of energies. Astaroth's gaze bore into mine, a mix of rage and disbelief contorting his features.
• "You don't understand, Astaroth," I said, my voice steady despite the whirlwind inside me. A faint smile tugged at my lips. "Power doesn't have to destroy. Sometimes, it's exactly what's needed to protect."