“I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.” -Sigmund Freud
Lycian POV:
Last night was great. I lost count on how many rounds we had with and without Athena. Honestly, I think we needed that. With all the stuff going on, spending quality time with each other and our pups are important. I so don’t want to get up. I want to stay in the bed with my mates. I feel Requiem sit up. He is usually the first one up anyway.
“What the f**k?”, Requiem almost yelled.
“What”, Stone asked in full alert.
“Why the hell is our son floating in the air?”, Requiem asked.
I got up and looked. There, in the middle of the room, Khaos is floating in the damn air. What the hell? How is he doing that? Why is he doing that?
“Hey baby”, Athena said, getting ou
