Chapter 41
Time passed, and I’d never been happier.
Our son had emerged from his daddy’s pouch a year earlier, after spending four months tucked away in it. Ric’u had been lazily gliding in the Lagoon when Da’ric decided it was time to make his way into the wide world outside the pouch. I’d trusted my lover to know what was safe for Da’, but I’d been terrified—the lagoon was so deep at that point. Of course I’d worried for nothing. He was as good a swimmer as his daddy, even as a newborn.
At first glance he appeared Terran, since he lacked his Brachi father’s tail—his little body had absorbed it while in the pouch—but with a second look, the differences became obvious: his skin bore the faint pattern of scales, his brown hair had an undertone of green, his eyes were a combination of blu
