HIS BALLERINA HUMAN MATE
“Idris—”
“I see it,” he murmured, his voice tight.
Zara and Orion, who had been dozing on the couch, jolted awake.
“What the hell was that?” Orion muttered, rubbing his eyes.
Zara moved closer, her brows furrowed. “Are they—are they glowing?”
It wasn’t bright, not yet, but it was there—a faint silver sheen pulsing just beneath their skin, flickering like embers catching fire.
Idris reached out, his hand hovering over Elias’s tiny form. “This… this isn’t normal.” His voice held a sharp edge—fear, awe, confusion all mixed into one.
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