Page 83 of My Salvation

Coll nodded. “Cas, you’re fae.”

“I know.”

Coll pointed to her belly. “You’re a girl.”

She nodded. “I know that too.”

“You already have your eggs. He’s just going to fertilize them,” Coll jerked his thumb toward Priest.

Cas scrubbed at her eyes. “Really?”

Coll smiled. “I’m willing to bet my favorite warming stone. Biologically you don’t have what it takes to create an eagle egg.”

Cas held her midsection. “I already have eggs.”

“Yes, you were born with them.”

She looked over at Priest. “Would you be disappointed if we had a real baby?” Her eyes went wide. “I mean a human-shaped baby.”

He laughed, then grabbed her wrist to pull her into his arms, sending the bread flying. “I don’t care if we have an egg or a baby. I don’t even care if we adopt like my parents did. The only thing I care about is your happiness, and if we have children, their health, that’s it.”

“Were you really going to take me pillow shopping?”

“I was actually going to take you fabric shopping and have our things made.”

Coll stood and patted each of them on the head. “You’re both good kids. I’m proud of what you accomplished today.”

“Meeting his biological parents?”

Coll shook his head. “You cracked open the shell of the egg the eagles had trapped themselves in and showed them it was possible to co-exist with others. The trees feel so much lighter today.”

Priest shrugged. “I just wanted a nest for my mate.”

Cas scoffed. “That’s what you wanted. I wanted to tell your Elders to eat shit and die.”

Coll giggled. “She’s sweet, but don’t get on her bad side.”

Priest stood and helped her up. “If we leave now, we can get to Baba’s before she closes.”

Cas looked confused. “Aren’t there other stores?”

“None that the warriors are willing to shop at. Most of the tailors snubbed Oron when he returned. Baba was the only one who sold clothes to Izzy when she arrived, with only the clothes on her back. So, we support Baba in return.”

Coll stood on tip-toe and kissed Cas’ cheek. “Go forth and scramble eggs or whatever.”

His mate paled. “I think I know why Aeson stopped serving eggs for a while.”

Shaking his head, he waved to Coll and led his mate away from the Founding and Noble houses.

Cas groaned. “I can’t believe I said that in front of your parents.”

He rubbed her back. “They didn’t mind.”

“I mind.”

“And you deserve the time you needed to process.” He checked his watch. If they hurried, they could hit the Brick Oven, then head to Baba’s. “Come, my mate. I know of a substance that will have you feeling better.”

“Drugs?”

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