#Chapter66-02
His body was freshly coated in a zip-up bodysuit that had tiny Pooh faces on it, a gift from Jonathan, when my Beta appeared in the doorway, a bottle of milk in his hands.
"I made him this," Jonathan offered, handing it to Lumen, who took it with a gurgle of nonsense. He crouched down, body positioned on the other side of the bed to where I stood, and gently pulled the covers up to the boy's chin, kissing his cheek and tucking Pooh in beside him. "Goodnight, best boy. Have the sweetest dreams for me, okay?"
Lumen didn't answer. His eyes had slid shut and even though the bottle was in his mouth, he wasn't suckling. As I flicked his blankie over the top of his quilt, the milk slid from his hands, sleep claiming him once more.
"Do you think it's time to start looking into po
