Harlee POV
"Oh my God-it spoke to you!" Ash exclaimed, grabbing my waist. I've never had that happen! Of course all mine have been Demons through and through, but yeah, the way it heals and the way it touched your mind-it's a Nephilim alright!" Ash twisted my hips into a slight dance happily, hugging me, then spinning me around.
"We're gonna have a pet Angel baby!" Ash crowed.
"Pet?!" I growled.
"Half Angel, Fallen." Zeev reminded us solemnly.
"But it's a Nephilim, which means it won't need souls right?" I grabbed Zeev's hands, he was still on his knees in front of me.
"Most likely not." He answered softly and I stood again, kissing the top of his head. He grabbed me around the waist and placed his forehead against my midriff. Truthfully, he seemed almost upset by the news
