“Hey, it’s we’re fault we’re Daemon-Nymkas Hybrids, Vaega.” The taller male pouted. “Daemons and Nymkas’ are known to have large appetite. Mix them together and bam!”
“But you don’t see me raiding the pantry at around midnight, do you Atheros?” Vaega c**k a brow at him. He willed his magic to start preparing a bottle of formula for their son.
Before Atheros could reply, a small voice spoke up from the door.
“Father? Papa?”
Both red heads turned and saw their son in his nightwear. Like his parents, he had shocking red hair, his as deep as Atheros, unlike Feylin who took Vaega’s colouring.
“Hey, Hani.” Vaega smiled warmly at the child. “Did your brother wake you up?”
The child nodded as his rubbed his eye with the back of his palm.
“Aw. Come here.” Atheros bent down and outstretched
