MIKHAIAH
The First Tiny Fangs It was just past midnight when Mikha heard the soft whimpering from the nursery. Gliding silently through the dark hallway – no need for lights when their vampire eyes could see perfectly in shadow – they found Aiah already at Gwennybear’s crib, gently brushing the little one’s dark curls away from her flushed cheeks. “She’s been fussing for an hour now,” Aiah whispered, pressing a cool hand to their daughter’s forehead. “I thought it was hunger at first, but she won’t take her bottle.” Mikha leaned in, and that’s when they noticed it – a faint glint of white peeking through Gwennybear’s pink gum line. Carefully, they ran a single finger along the baby’s lower jaw, and sure enough, two small, sharp points were beginning to break through. “Look,” Mikha said softly, guiding Aiah’s hand to feel. “Her first teeth… they’re fangs.” Gwennybear let out a little whine, clamping her tiny jaws around her own fist, her new fangs just barely catching on her skin. Aiah
About MIKHAIAH
The First Tiny Fangs It was just past midnight when Mikha heard the soft whimpering from the nursery. Gliding silently through the dark hallway – no need for lights when their vampire eyes could see perfectly in shadow – they found Aiah already at Gwennybear’s crib, gently brushing the little one’s dark curls away from her flushed cheeks. “S...Read more