The Monthly Gathering

(Neva's POV)

“Yay! We're going to see Uncle Zan and Uncle Jaxon.” Orion said, his tiny fists punching the air in excitement.

“And Aunt Piper!" Vespa squealed, bouncing on the bed. “I missed her.”

“Me too.” Orion added.

“She didn’t come to our school party.” Vespa pouted sadly.

"I know, baby," Nanny Greta said comfortingly, now tying her hair into a ponytail. She was cute.

A soft smile tugged at my