Three weeks after the mating ceremony, Aria’s belly was already bigger than it should be. The morning sickness was worse too, leaving her bent over the toilet while Damien held her hair.
“This is your fault,” she muttered.“Pretty sure it’s both of us,” Damien said, rubbing her back.
“No. Just you.”
Luna stood in the doorway with a glass of water. Even though she was only two months old, she now looked about four and spoke clearly enough to confuse Dr. Chen every day.
“Mama needs ginger tea, not water,” Luna said. “The baby doesn’t like water right now.”
“How do you know that?”Aria asked.
"I can feel him. He's very particular about food." Luna's silver eyes focused on Aria's stomach. "He's going to be stubborn like Dada."
"Did you just say him?" Damien caught that immediately. "It's
