Phoebe Hallowell's P.O.V"Oh, my, hello my darling." I looked down at my new born daughter. Her skin glowed in the moonlight. And I looked out the window at the new moon. "Hello, Neoma Halliwell." I kissed her forehead. And then looked back up at my husband. He had his hand placed gently against her cheek. I carefully handed her to him."Hello my darling daughter, my darling Neoma. You look so beautiful. You don't know how lucky you are to have a mother like Phoebe." He kissed her cheek. "Oh, Neoma." He looked at me, eyes glowing. "New moon." He looked out the window. "Are you sure she'll be safe?""Yes, I'm sure she'll be safe."