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She laughed softly. “It is a different thing. My appearance was identifying as your mate, and Syar liked the way I smelled. We built from that.”

“There was more to it.”

She nodded. “Yeah. You brought me flowers.”

“I did, but it was Syar who told me to only give you one as opposed to twenty pounds of them.”

“Good call.”

Syar walked in and smiled at what he saw. “Edgar’s family is hitting the beach, and Nova is on watch. The social worker is a little stunned but seems to be willing to relax a little. Liella is at full speed with her cousins.”

As he walked forward, he ruffled Reynaldo’s hair, and their alpha moved aside. “How is she doing?”

“She could suck the chrome off a bumper. You should be very proud.”

Syar frowned. “Does it hurt?”

“It isn’t exactly comfortable.”

“It’s been a week. Can I have the leftovers?”

She rolled her eyes. “If you keep snitching leftovers, I will just make more.”

Reynaldo smiled. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Don’t you start.”

“Cats like milk.”

“Fine, but don’t blame me if you are lactose intolerant. There also isn’t much right now. I am keeping time with her.”

Penina finished her meal and fell asleep, so Ven lifted her to burp her with slow circles of her palm on her tiny back. Once she was good and sleeping again, Ven smiled. “And she’s out.”

Syar reached for his daughter, and Ven smiled. “I am keeping her to introduce her to Edgar and Janie.”

He sighed. “Fine.”

She got the baby wrap from him, tucked her in, then was ready to go and introduce the newest member to the family.

By the end of the week, the family was talking about the next time they could come back. Syar was delighted with the cousins taking careful care of Penina. The younger ones had all gotten swimming lessons from an actual mermaid, and to her shock, Ven had signed a roller derby poster for Kelly. She was a huge fan and had been shocked to find out who she was, but she had brought the poster just in case it was actually true.

Ven waved them off with Penina in her little sling. They would all be back for Edgar’s birthday in three months. Penny would still be safe to fly.

“Uh, Miss Venetia?” Kane was at her bedroom door as she got Penina ready for the day.

“Yes, Kane?”

“Something has been... delivered.”

Ven looked at him, and he held a beautifully plumaged dead bird. Her daughter was nine months old and growing at a normal rate. She was also nearly weaned, but her father wasn’t.

“Can you get Syar for me? Oh, and have the cook take care of the bird for me.”

Syar came in a few minutes later as their daughter was perched on her hip. “Yes, princess?”

“When is your heat coming?”

He coloured. “About a week. Why?”

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