Masuk“He bit me!” Archer cried out.“Uh-huh,” Eli said, using their magic. Their hands glowed as they used magic on Archer’s wound.“He’s a baby! Are they even meant to have teeth at this age?!” Archer fumed.“I don’t know,” Eli said.“Do you even care I was bitten?” Archer scoffed.“Archer,” Eli looked up at him. “I care you were bitten. I’m not surprised you were bitten, though.”“Huh?”“Ariadne is North’s mother,” Eli said, like explaining something to someone very slow.“...Yeah?”“You and her were yelling at each other,” Eli said.“And? North shouldn’t understand words yet.”“He understands intention, though,” Eli sighed, wrapping Archer’s arm with bandages. “But-”“Even when we first met him, you seemed to pick up that North could at least understand intentions even as a young baby,” Eli said, looking up at him. “I’m not saying that Noth has a perfect understanding of the theological debate you were having. I’m saying he knew that his mother was being yelled at by a grown man. Now,
[CW- References to planned infanticide and ablism.]Archer’s arm bled down onto the dusty floor of the desert. North was letting out little growls and grumbles, blood dripping down his little chin.“North!” Ariadne cried out.She tried to pull him off Archer, but he wasn’t letting go.“Argh!” Archer cried out as North’s teeth pressed deeper into him.“North! Let go!” Peggy shouted, slipping down off of Yonus. She sprinted over to them and grabbed the hinge of North’s jaw. His eyes flickered up at her. “North,” she said softly. “Listen to me, you have to let go of him. Right now.”For a moment, she saw the consideration flicker in his eyes… Then they went back to Archer, and he bit harder.“If he doesn’t let go, I’m gonna-” Archer started, but he shut up when Peggy glared at him.“Let me get him off,” Peggy said, pressing harder on North’s jaw hinge. After a moment, he cried out and released his hold on Archer’s arm.“FUCK!” Archer cried out, pulling his arm away.“I got it, I got it,”
[CW- References to marital abuse and racism against fantasy races. Please take care of yourself while reading.]The statue was made of adularescence, the moon goddess’s expression soft and serene. Her arms were loosely wrapped around each other, as if cradling something to one side, her back gently curved, her legs apart in a strong stance.“The pose…” Peggy said softly.“It’s like that in these parts,” Eli explained, their eyes shimmering with interest. “It’s part of the difference in how Lycans worship her versus how werewolves worship her.”“They worship her differently?” Peggy asked, sitting up a little straighter.“Yeah,” Archer
“Yes, it’s weird, isn’t it?” Ariadne said, her fingers tapping on the table. “Weird is an understatement!” Peggy burst.“So you’ve seen them?” Archer asked. “Not just reports of them?”“Yeah,” Ariadne nodded. “One climbed up to North’s window. It was like it was watching him-”“Not possible,” Archer said, shaking his head.Silence fell over the table. Eli face-palmed.“What?” Archer asked.“Really?” Peggy asked bluntly. “Your first instinct isn’t to listen to your mate and want to find out what she saw, it’s just to deny what she saw?”Archer blinked.“That…” the words died on his lips as Eli glared at him. He shrank down in his seat slightly. Eli took a breath and pinched the bridge of their nose.“Some things never change…” they grumbled. “Please keep talking, Ariadne.”“... Yeah,” Ariadne said, looking down at North in her arms. “It had climbed up the side of the castle, and it was watching him in the nursery.”“That’s creepy…” Peggy said. “When we’ve met them, they’ve just attack
[CW- References to abuse recovery and the effects of gaslighting/unreality. Only reference, not graphic.]Peggy watched the scene for a moment, her heart hammering in her chest. Some part of her knew that she was being silly by covering for North; there was no reason not to be honest with Ariadne about what happened…Well…Aside from the fact that she would sound crazy telling Ariadne that her baby spoke. And climbed on the ceiling. Or maybe Ariadne would take issue with the fact that North nearly got hurt under Peggy’s watch. She sat back on the edge of the couch. She felt something nudging into her back. Turning, she was met with Yonus’s dark eyes.“Restless night?” he murmured to her in her mind.“Something like that,” she said, reaching down to scratch his chin. He leaned into the touch eagerly. She could feel him probing around her mind. She attempted to close off the memories of the night before, but he stopped her. Not harshly, or roughly. But like someone gently unwrapping her
Peggy pushed everything back into place and jogged out after North. She glanced around the room, still bathed in indigo, the edges of the shaft of light spilling into the bedroom, tinged with orange. She looked around, trying to see where the baby could have gotten to.ClackHer heart froze. She turned toward the door, which was now shut. A shadow moved outside the door.“Crap!”She opened the door and saw North scooting down the hallway.“Get back here!” she whispered harshly, not wanting to wake up the other guests.“NO!” North shouted back with no such concern.Peggy let out a frustrated huff and tried to jog after him…He started to crawl.She sped up.He pulled himself to his feet and started to toddle.Peggy’s eyes widened in shock, and she sped up as he rounded a corner.Gone.She looked around the quiet hall.There is no way that a baby could have escaped unless one of the doors was open. She winced and tried to carefully wriggle on the door handles. She let out a soft sigh of







