The crack in the eggshell widened.
All eyes turned toward the egg.
Sal clenched his fists tightly.
Will it be my little leopard? It has to be… right?
If it wasn't—
No. It had to be.
Kith and Finch watched with quiet anticipation. Aviel, Lex, and Yanai remained composed. Odian and the others simply waited with warm smiles, ready to welcome the seventh cub.
Nina's eyes shone with expectation.
The crack split further, and a tuft of golden fur appeared.
Sal's eyes lit up.
Golden fur.
It's mine!
Kith and Finch felt a flicker of disappointment.
Not theirs.
Aviel remained calm.
Fur… so not a dragon.
Lex had expected as much.
Yanai stayed serene—whatever the child was, it didn't matter.
Dian's bright eyes flickered with longing.
Someday… I want a child with Nina too.
The males all glanced at Sal. Looks like this one belonged to the leopard.
Sal lifted his chin, smug.
My cub has finally arrived.
But Setan frowned slightly.
That fur… why did it look familiar?
