The Rogues Who Went Rogue
Pellethia was doing the exact opposite.
“Only if you don’t mind, Aunt Lucy,” Pellethia smiled meekly, and looked a little disappointed because she thought Lucianne was going to politely refuse.
As Lucianne put the crying baby into Pellethia’s arms, she teased, “Good luck.”
Pellethia chuckled lightly, and held Reida close to her chest. The child screamed louder at first with the loss of her mother’s familiar scent, but as the seconds went by and the child detected that her mother was still nearby, Reida’s screams and cries subsided as she leaned into Pellethia’s chest. After a short moment, Reida stretched her chubby arms and yawned in the most adorable way before her eyelids fell.