The little girl was in awe when she saw Zuri's white hair. Even though she was wearing a hoodie to cover her peculiar colored hair, a lock of her hair still could be seen.
"I love your hair!" Rhea chirped, she jumped up and down, raising her short arms, asking Zuri to pick her up. "Up! Up! Momma, can I touch her hair?"
Instinctively, Zuri bent down her body and picked her up in her arms. She was so light and her body smelled so good, she wanted to bury her face in her hair and breathe in her scent. The scent was so innocent and calming.
The effect was not the same as her mate's scent or even Chaos, but somehow, she felt surprisingly relieved being near this little girl. It brought calm to her rattled nerves.
"You need to ask her permission first, little lady," July said, nudging her soft cheek.
