Killian
The reunion was awkward, to say the least.
“Are you sure you can leave your child?” Elena asked after things had settled down again.
Natalie had settled onto the couch, pulling me down next to her. She refused to let go of me, keeping contact with me no matter how I shifted or moved. I tried not to fight against it, even though the familiar woman next to me seemed like a stranger.
“Oh, he’s not really mine,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “His mother died in childbirth, shortly before I was brought here, and Toro was desperate for a woman to step in as a surrogate. I was the only one who could stop his crying when I held him, and we’ve been bonded ever since.”
“I see,” Elena said, her face betraying her words.
“Of course I love him dearly, like my own child,
