Chapter Two Hundred and Forty

Lilith’s POV

When I wake I’m sandwiched between Khai and Theo and Lora’s already feeding from my breast.

Her long body draped over my chest and stomach.

Both Khai and Theo are sleeping besides me. Facing one another in this strange bed below the house.

I wish they had woken me instead of leaving me here in this bed underneath the house in a place that resembles a prison much like the one Damian used to keep me in for weeks on end.

But they hadn’t I guess they wanted me to sleep.

I guess there’s no harm in sleeping here, the four of us seem content, and Lora sleeping whilst eating is a testament that.

I stare down at her for a long moment, wondering if I moved whether I would disturb not only her but Theo and Khai in one fell swoop.

I guess I would, so I don’t move an inch, laying my head back on the pillow so I can stare up at the stark white ceiling above me.

The lights around the room are down in ambience, enough to aid vision but not enough to truly light the room.

It’s quiet, not