Valen POV

We were finally going home, and I was beside myself with panic and I think that this was the slowest I had ever driven in my life. Cars were honking their horns behind me, and I glared at the driver in my mirror. Does he not see the baby on board sticker? 

“Valen 50kms is already too slow for this strip. You’re doing 20 under,” Everly hisses at me as cars overtake me. 

“We have fragile cargo in the car. What if their little heads wobble?” Just saying that has me reduce my speed more. It wasn’t worth the risk! 

“We are more likely to get hit with you going this slow,” Everly scolds, and I sigh. 

“I’m serious, Valen. Speed up or let me drive. They’re more durable than you think,” 

“They are newborns!” I catch Everly rolling her eyes.

“I get this is your first newborn, and you want to wrap them in cotton wool, but seriously, they are durable, geez. Valarian fell off the bed once, screamed his damn head off, but he is perfectly fine,” 

“You dropped him off the bed?” I ask, horrified. 

“No! Of course not! He rolled off. Damn near had a heart attack.” She laughs. 

“Why are you laughing?” I asked, outraged. She was not holding them if she was going to be dropping them. 

“Nothing. Just something your mother said when she raced to our room because I was screaming like a banshee thinking I killed him.”

“What did she say?” I asked, curious. 

happened, and her reply was. He’s screaming. He’s fine. It’s when they don’t

was he?”

me started on how many times I smacked the kids head on the door frame lifting him into his car seat. He turned out perfectly fine.” she states while all I could think was how the heck my son was still alive? He should have brain damage with all these

him did?” Everly sighs and

wonder where he gets that from. I bet the entire house is baby proofed,” she

not genetic,”

would debate otherwise,” she retorts.

don’t have OCD,” I argue.

babyproof the entire place?” she

mind-link. She shakes

since I couldn’t fit everyone in the car. “All the baby proofing stuff, hide it.

do have OCD,” Marcus replies and I bite back the urge to growl at

 “No, I don’t! Just do as I ask, damn

says, and I cut the

to tell me the names you picked?” Everly asks, leaning over

the bracelets,” I tell her, and she hisses, clutching her stomach as she

fine,” she says as I

of my life. Next time I am driving!” she states, shoving the door open. Now, to master these capsules, they were a real bitch to get in. I had to get my father to show me, who

Zoe and Macey handle it. Everly plucks a capsule out, then the middle one while I was still struggling to undo the one I was in

The red button on

baby capsule in each hand. She sets them down and pushes me

just showing

elevator doors open, Marcus opens the mind-link as I step inside. “How do I get the toilet things off? I can’t even open the lid,” Marcus

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