“Where should we put them?”Xan asked, gazing around.
“Wyn sleeps on this side of the bed,” Grace said, gesturing at the side that was closest to the fireplace.“We should string the lights up just above the mantlepiece.They’re adjustable bulbs, so you should be able to set them to glow softly.”
“Great idea,” Xanthia said with a grin.“Tolas might not be able to sleep if the lights were blazing all night long.”
The cambions went to work and fixed the fairy lights into place.They stepped back to examine their work when they were done.“That looks about right,” Grace decided.“Light ‘em up,” she added.
Xan sent her magic into the bulbs and they lit up the left side of the room.“That’s too bright,” she said, then dimmed the bulbs until they glowed softly.“Wyn will have to decide how bright she wants them to be,” she said.
“This is so exciting!”Grace said, pleased to be a part of the secret task.“You stay here and I’ll get Tol and Wyn.”
Xanthia didn’t even get a chance to reply.Her tiny friend was already gone before she could open her mouth.“Okay,” she said to the now empty room, then snickered nervously.She hoped the newest arrivals to their family would like the addition she and Grace had just added.
Grace popped into the men’s training room first and gestured to Tolas.He immediately sidestepped the punch Jac had aimed at his face and left the boxing ring.“I’ll be back in a minute,” the warrior said, already grinning in anticipation.
“What the fudge is going on?”Victoria demanded when Grace appeared in the training room.The kid was practically dancing from foot to foot in excitement.
“Come with me, Wynter McBaird,” Grace ordered mischievously.“Your mate has a surprise for you.”
Face flaming as bright as her red hair, Wyn lowered her arm.She’d been about to toss a huge snowflake at a target like a throwing star.She put the bottle of water she was using to create her projectiles with down and followed Grace into the hallway.“What did you do?”she asked Tolas.
“You’ll see soon, beloved,” her knight replied, putting his arm around her.
The females exchanged looks, then rushed after the trio.Their mates followed in their wake as the entire group headed to the north wing.
Wynter came to a dead stop when she saw light emanating from their usually dark bedroom.“You remembered your promise,” she said, tears brimming in her eyes.
“You’ll always have light when you need it now,” Tolas said, holding her tightly.
They stepped into their bedroom.Xanthia was relieved when she saw Wyn was already entranced.“I can make the fairy lights brighter if you want,” she offered.
“They’re perfect exactly as they are,” Wynter said, wiping her tears on her sleeve.“Won’t it drain your magic, though?”
“Nah,” Xan said, waving away her concern.“It only takes a tiny bit of magic to keep the lights going.I’ll set them to turn on whenever someone’s in here, the same as the ones in the great room if you want.”
“Thank you, Wynter,” Tolas said with quiet dignity.“I owe you for this.”
“You owe me nothing, big brother,” she replied.“But I’ll take a hug from both of you.”
Semi grinned at his mate, proud of her special talents as the newly mated knight and cambion embraced her.She wouldn’t need to expend her energy like this once they managed to get the solar panels installed.For now, her magic was proving to be a boon.
“It must be the baby that’s making me so emotional,” Wynter said in embarrassment when she released Xanthia.“I don’t usually cry all the time.”
“Both you and your baby are perfectly healthy,” Qiana said.“But I’m not surprised if your hormones are out of whack after the ordeals you went through.”The trauma surgeon had scanned Wyn to determine that she was definitely pregnant.She hadn’t found any problems with the cambion’s health or magic.At long last, Wynter was completely whole.
“Thanks for your help setting up the lights, kiddo,” Xan said to Grace as they headed back to the training rooms.
“It was fun,” the teen said, pausing to put the tools back in the storage room where they’d found them.“I’m awesome at keeping secrets, so if anyone else has any surprises they want to set up, I’m your girl.”
“Nice way to try to get out of training, short stuff,” Vic said with an eyeroll.“We need to keep working on building up your muscle mass.You’re still as feeble as a ninety-year-old hag.”
“Holy shiz,” Jac said in amazement.“You didn’t even fake swear once that time.”
Victoria struggled not to call him a cork sucker like she usually did when she retaliated.“I’m maturing,” she said as Cam snickered at her.
“Soon, you’ll be as prim and proper as a ninety-year-old hag,” Grace said sarcastically, smarting at the jibe about her small stature.
Realizing she’d hurt the kid’s feelings, Vic mentally kicked herself.“Sorry,” she said, feeling terrible.“I don’t think before I speak sometimes.”
