Poseidon

Poseidon

A smile spreads across my face as I watch the scene in front of me. Nyalia is lying in bed with a smile on her face as Mykayla holds her new baby sister. Bree had been born an hour ago and was perfect. She had Nyalia’s jet-black hair but had somehow gotten my ocean-blue eyes. I really thought that she would have inherited the dark forest green eyes like Mykayla. Like her cousins, the fae genes were strong within Bree, who had been born with wings. They were iridescent black and absolutely beautiful. Nyalia had already hidden them from Mykayla, and I knew she would teach Bree how to keep them hidden. We still had not told Mykayla the truth about us and the supernatural world. We had just recently found out that she knew a bit about it when she asked if we knew about werewolves. It shocked us both when we asked. She apparently made a friend at school. Her friend turned out to be the son of the alpha. We had three packs here in Nevada, and for the most part, they g