Hades
He paused, his voice heavy. "I know she’s a child. But she loves this place second only to how much she loves the Don. The Don himself would prefer to take a more dangerous route than to trample on her mother’s final resting place." His gaze drifted off into the distance. "It’s made even more complicated knowing this place is alive."
"It would be synonymous with desecrating a grave," Freddie finished quietly. "Even if it’s to save people just like her."
I looked at Sophie, kneeling by her mother’s grave with Eve sitting quietly beside her.
The little girl’s hands rested on the shifting flowers, and they pulsed softly beneath her touch.
She’s just a child. She shouldn’t have to make this decision.
But war never cared about shoulds.
I walked forward and knelt beside her. For a while, I said nothing—just watched the flowers glow and shift color.
"Sophie," I said gently. "I need to ask you something. And whatever you say, I’ll respect it."
She turned to me, those ancient eyes steady and unflinching.
"You want to use Mami’s tunnels," she said simply.
"Yes. For refugees—people who need to escape before the war begins."
"How many people?"
"Eight thousand, maybe more."
Sophie was silent for a long moment. "That’s a lot of people walking through Mami’s garden."
"It is."
"They’re all like Mami? The people in Silverpine?"
I swallowed. "Some of them, yes. The bad Alpha—Darius—hurts his own kind. He’s done terrible things to them. To mothers, to children. Some might be from the Cauterium. Others are trying to escape before they’re taken there."
Her small hand tightened on the flower, and its pulse flared brighter.
"Papa is with them," she said. Not a question.
"Yes. Your father is in Silverpine right now, waiting for us to send help. Without the tunnels, it will be much more dangerous."
Sophie looked at Eve. "Did the bad Alpha hurt you too?"
Eve nodded, tears glimmering. "He did, little star. He locked me away for years."
Sophie turned back to the grave. Her voice was soft but steady.
"The people will hurt the flowers when they walk through. I know that." She stroked one of the shifting petals. "But Mami always blooms again. The bad Alpha hurt her, but she was still beautiful—"
"Is still beautiful," Eve whispered.
Sophie nodded, gazing at the glowing chamber around us. "She is still beautiful. And she would want to help people like her."
She placed both hands on the flower, and the entire chamber pulsed in answer. Light brightened, vines stirred.
"You can use the tunnels, Uncle Luci."
I pulled her close and kissed her forehead. She let me, then leaned forward to press her lips to one of the great flowers.
"I love you, Mami," she murmured. "I’ll visit you every day while the people come through. I’ll make sure you stay beautiful."
The flower pulsed once—warm and bright.

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