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“Says you.” She kissed the baby’s head then settled it on her shoulder. When she did, I saw it clearly. The grey spot near the baby’s ear.
“They need to man up and hold her at some point,” Angel said.
“We don’t want to hurt her,” a big fey watching the baby said.
Mya started patting the baby’s back. Its eyes opened, and it looked right at me. One very human blue eye and one very fey eye.
I could feel Angel’s gaze on me as I watched.
“So she doesn’t have a name yet?” I asked.
“Not yet,” Angel said. “Shax and I are still talking it over. She’s special and needs a special name, you know?”
I pulled my gaze from the baby to look at Angel.
“My mom named me Andromeda. She wanted me to grow up to be something great. Until a few months ago, I was a barista. My brother Apollo was meant to be something great, too. A power player, you know? He got a lot closer than me. He’s a heart surgeon. But he did that because of our grandpa, not because of the mantle my parents tried forcing him to wear. Give her a name like Daisy, and let her be a kid.”
Angel’s slow smile assured me I hadn’t crossed a line.
“I like how you think, Andie. She’ll have enough pressure on her the way it is. I heard some researchers came with you.”
“News travels fast here,” I said.
“You have no idea,” Angel said.
“How old’s the baby?” I asked.
“I had her yesterday. I was a bit over five months when the earthquakes happened.”
“So a human baby with fey traits.” I glanced at Molev. “She looks like Sarah, the woman in the trials.”
He nodded gravely, his gaze not shifting from the tiny infant in Mya’s arms. A very healthy-looking baby except for the differences. But for how long?
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“Can Molev hold her?”I asked.
Mya chuckled, and Angel’s face lit up at the suggestion. Unlike the other fey in the room, Molev didn’t panic when Mya approached him. His gaze shifted from the infant who was barely bigger than his hand to Mya.
“How do I hold her without hurting her?” he asked.
“Cross your arm over your stomach.”
He did it all wrong, and she looked at me. “Can you help?”
Between the two of us, we had the baby draped over his forearm and secured against his body in no time.
“How does that feel?” Mya asked.
“I have never been more unsure of anything in my life,” Molev said. “Too loose and I will drop her. Too tight and I will hurt her.”
“You’re doing great,” Mya said. “Now just walk around with her.”
I saw the chink in his armor when he lifted his gaze from the baby to look at Mya.
“No,” he said.
He was starting to panic, but I doubted it was for the same reason I was now worried.
