Killian POV
I gently pushing her hair away from her ear as I soothed her. I had to see if my mark was there yet. It was light, but it was forming which helped calm down my fae from her waking with Pres in the room.
“Did you just growl at me, fairy boy?” Her confused face turned from the door to me with a frown.
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Fae and fairy are two different creatures, little one. If you’re up to it tomorrow, I can introduce you to some fairies.” I ran my fingers over her mark, making her body shudder.
So the mark is already sensitive.
She swatted my hand away and touched the spot herself in confusion. "Then who did you growl at?"
"My High General Prescott was here. As soon as you woke up he left but my fae growled at him in warning."
"Because I'm transitioning?" She g
