Harlee POV
Sam laughed.
“He's fine. I've been keeping tabs on him.” Sam tapped his temple. “Though honestly Harlee, he's a Nephilim. You treat him entirely too much like a human infant.”
“Because he IS a human infant. Half of him anyway.” I cried out, exasperated, tossing my clothes back on swiftly.
“But he's half creature of the Divine, with thousands of years of experience. He knows not to go sticking his fingers in any electrical outlets.” Sam sounded, if possible, even more exasperated. I growled and stormed out of the room.
Cael was, as Sam had said, simply sitting in the floor with his toys. He'd constructed a rudimentary village out of them and seemed to be brooding about it.
“Cael? Cael honey, what's wrong?” I crouched beside him. He gazed at me silently for a mo
