It’s a strange place where I live now. After centuries of bitterness, I now live in a state of constant wonder. One minute I’m slaying Daimons and barely refraining from slaughtering Dark-Hunters and the next…

I come home to this.

or better yet, this…

Tory has no idea how many hours I spend just watching her sleep. I keep waiting for everything to be a dream. For Stryker or someone else to take it away from me. I know it’s a ridiculous fear. My mother and I have given Tory more than enough power to take care of herself and the boys when I’m not home. But still…

Fear is a potent thing. And something evil is coming. I can sense it with every part of my being. There’s a breach that I can’t find. But I will be vigilant and I will protect them with everything I have.  After all, I have no idea what I’d do if I didn’t have this to look forward to whenever I come home at night.