Jack POV
There is a vast difference in the two children Alex and Gabe carried out of Switzerland kicking and screaming and the two small boys that flanked my daughter while they ate dinner.
They played well with Amara, letting her lead. Well, she mostly picked up items and dropped them on the floor to her own amusement. Evander giggled and handed her another toy each time.
She repeated the process.
Orion just stared. He’d pick up whatever she touched and put it to the side. I already watched him pocket something small from the floor. It is alarming that a three-year-old has the forethought of what could be a choking hazard to a toddler.
Anya said it was just the mini Samael—okay, that isn’t fair. It’s not his fault he looks like the man, he shouldn’t be compared to him.
