Aella
I cradled my baby softly, his sister lay in the cradle beside us, I was finally able to put her to sleep after so long, honestly my entire body ached at this point.
“Where do you think your father is at now?” I cooed at my baby, playing with him. I was in our room, dressed in oversized tees, my hair up in a messy bun, my boy stared at me with silver eyes, surprisingly he had inherited my eyes, while his sister inherited Eros’s mismatched ones.
Frankly it was a beautiful sight, I rocked him in my arms, now humming a soft lullaby to him.
The door creaked open, “Aella, what's wrong? You haven't slept a wink?” I had the familiar voice of my mate.
“That sounds weird” I chuckled, “Your son has refused to sleep” I muttered, yawning.
Suddenly a strange wave of tiredness hit me, I look
