Chase remained seated in the room even after everything had settled. His newborn son, despite the light spanking, hadn't woken up, but he was alive—his aura, the most powerful among them, confirmed it. Chase immediately suppressed it before lying down next to his firstborn, who, despite her tiny form, watched over him with an almost instinctual protectiveness.
Diana had passed out from exhaustion, and the three goddesses—Aphrodite, Leto, and Hera—had sent away the mortals who had been caught under Aphrodite's spell. Now, only family remained.
Aphrodite sat in silent joy, her eyes brimming with pride as she admired her grandchildren. "Leto, look at them," she murmured, barely containing her excitement. "They're perfect."
Leto nodded in agreement, her silver eyes filled with wonder. "They're beyond gods," she whispered. "What do we even call beings this powerful?"