CHILDREN Of EXISTENCE

Parker stood, pulling Tessa up with him. Naomi and Elena didn't need him to say more. The way he moved? Yeah, jokes were officially over. Shit was about to get real. Without a word, he walked, expecting them to follow.

The living room they were in? Bigger than some damn mansions, dripping in wealth like it was trying to flex on every billionaire alive. It wasn't just luxury—it was old money, ancient power, and modern brilliance fused into something that made the world's best interior designers look like amateurs.

Parker didn't stop. "From now on, your lives aren't what they used to be," he said, his voice even, commanding. "You have powers now. By the way, you can thank me, or you can blame me—but if you're thinking of the second option, let me stop you right there." He shot them a look that shut that down immediately.

Superpowers.