The Alpha's Babysitter
she began, her voice a warm lullaby, "in a meadow filled with fireflies, lived a tiny little firefly named Flicker."
Theo's eyes widened, his tiny fingers gripping the swing chains. He loved fireflies, the tiny lights that danced in the twilight like magic.
"Flicker was different from the other fireflies," Nanny Mama Hazel continued, her voice low and captivating. "He was afraid of the dark. He couldn't bear to be alone in the night, his little light trembling with fear."
Theo, usually a fearless explorer of the world, felt a pang of sympathy for Flicker. He knew what it felt like to be afraid of the dark, to curl up under his blankets and wish for the sun to return.