NOAH
Happy to nibble up her snacks and head back to her nap, Eira filled Noah’s mind with warmth. Noah took another step towards the twins and held on to the side of the crib. Cordelia more than me, as all of their frustrations and crying comes around food. He said.
Little whines filled the room as the men spoke over the attuned bond. Margot stirred some and Noah let his hand fall into the crib. His massive palm rested on her swaddled chest. She stirred again before settling in to the weight and warmth of his presence, small coos leaving her mouth. Marcus twitched at her side but did not stir in the same way.
You know, it took me months to build this crib. Even with getting all of the parts from the Westfalls already carved. There was humor behind his mental words, and a glint in his eye as he looked from the twins to Deimos. What took the hunter months would have only taken the warden mere minutes.
I'll follow you down through the eye of the storm
Don't worry I'll keep you warm
Don't worry I'll keep you warm
