CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
PAXTON
Harley and Bishop were born together and none of us were really shocked when we found out that they shared a mate, what left a bad taste in my mouth was it was the daughter of Shannon, one of the Barbies that tried to claim me as hers when Ember first arrived, it wasn’t until a chance meeting with her, at the junk yard we regularly use that, as it turns out, her dad owns that I realised she was nothing like her mum, she rocked oil stained dungarees, and dirt smudged on her face.
Harley practically swallowed his tongue when she walked in to apply for an apprenticeship with Linc doing tattoos, it took me a minute to recognise her, she was still in dungarees but they hugged her figure she had an AC/DC tank on underneath that fit her, it looked like one her dad had grown out of, so she brought it in her size, she had thick framed glasses on and she was also what my Pixie had been accused of being a human.
Ember found out she was the product of a one night stand and when Shannon found out she had no powers she dumped her with her dad, he was aware of us as there had been a few whoops moments with the Litter when they were little but he was fine with it, just angry at Shannon who, by all accounts, was a shit lay.
Ember soon took Sapphire, or Saf as she prefers, under her wing.
They bonded over art, and once Ember had soothed those ‘you’re not a worthless human’ booboos, she was around ours for dinner with paint smudged on her face, with Ember regularly.
The boys asked us about getting a cabin built for them, now she’s still sporting the dungarees but she also has a cute little baby bump, with our first grandchild growing, I try not to stare while we wait for Aimi to walk down the aisle, Effie has covered the floor in Japanese wild flowers, including some in pots near the alter from the demon realm.
I glance at the blessing arch adorned with a rainbow of lilies and watch as a very nervous Drake flickers between his demon and human form, Ryuu is at his side to calm him, he partially shifts so his wings are visible so are his horns and tail, little puffs of smoke coming from his nose, all nerves are forgotten when Aimi appears between Ember and Jenson, wearing one of J’s moms traditional Kimonos her hair flickering through a rainbow of colours before their eyes meet and it settles on yellow.