MORRIGAN'S POV Laughter echoed through the garden. The blue was a gentle blue, the wind blew softly rustling the leaves and flowers in the garden. Kierra and I sat on a blanket under one of the many trees in our garden. Lucian, Freya and Endymion, Kierra's son, ran around the garden. “I swear they were just wobbling around just yesterday,” Kierra ran her fingers through her hair, a smile on her face. “Now look at them running around.” “Mommy,” Endymion screeched, tears filling up her eyes as she pointed a finger at Freya who stood a few steps from him. “She bit me.” Freya gasped, violently shaking her head. “Did not,” she looked at her brother who abruptly turned away. “Lucy tell them.” “I didn't see anything,” he huffed. He didn't like the nickname his sister had given him. “And stop calling me Lucy.” “Mommy I didn't do it.” She pouted. “Did too,” Endymion sniffled. “You are a bully and I do not want to play with you anymore.” “Freya, apologize to Endy right now.” I s
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