The Forgotten One by Trinity Blacio Page A

hugged Alton tight before turning and doing the same to Maxim.
    “Come, we need to clean up so we can plan out our next move to find this spider lady.” Alton moved into the steamed-filled room, but he had seen willow shiver.
    “I really do hate spiders,” she shook again.
    He stepped into the massive shower and turned, taking her hand. “So do I,” he admitted and pushed her under the water as Maxim grabbed the soap. “Time to clean you up.”
    Thirty minutes later, their woman had come three more times as they cleaned her with wobbly legs.
    Willow stepped out of the shower into the warm towel Alton held out for her. “Our son is waiting at the door for us. It seems everyone is waiting on us,” he informed her, as Maxim held out a dress and pulled it down over her head.
    Her head snapped up and she glared at him. “They’ve been waiting, while you two…” Her face turned a light shade of pink, and he had to laugh.
    “We’re not the only ones. Seems your parents.” She covered his mouth.
    “I so don’t want to hear that. Sorry, but some things should not be discussed, and one of those is the sex life of your parents, yuck.” She pulled her dress down, staring at it. “Pretty, thank you.” Willow ran her hand over the material. “It’s cotton, but not. Breaths so when it gets hot it will keep you cool, but feels like silk against my skin, nice. Now where are my panties?”
    He swatted her ass. “No panties, ever. Not get moving,” he ordered, fastening his black pants before sliding on a tank top.
    Willow glanced over at him and smiled. “You know this is the first time I’ve seen you in something not dressy? And I have to say you look hot.” She ran her fingers up his chest and he grabbed them, bringing them up to his mouth, nipping one of her fingers.
    “Behave, go. Dylan is waiting.” He opened the bathroom door, and moved to the bedroom door where the little one waited. As soon as he opened it, Dylan looked up. He had the same eyes as his mother and when he smiled, Alton could see the child just waiting for the extra attention every little boy needed.
    “And did you have fun with your aunt and uncle?” he asked, as Willow lifted him up into her arms, hugging him.
    “We sure did. Uncle Lars even started to teach me a new language.” He frowned. “It’s called, Eneral ?” he questioned, looking towards him as Willow moved down the hall towards the living room.
    “It’s an old language that the warrior inside you should know too. He’ll be able to help you learn it. In the next three years, we’re all going to have to learn this language if we are going to destroy this new threat coming our way.” Alton explained.
    “Even my son?” Willow asked as they moved into the living room where everyone waited for them.
    “Yes, everyone.” He turned to see Baal and her mother coming into the living room. “I’ve called in my children. They will be meeting us at the hotel. Willow, you and your men, along with your son, will have the penthouse apartment, right along with Tamara and her men. There are two apartments up there for you. We will work from there to once and for all destroy my mistake.”
    Willow frowned. “Wouldn’t it just be easier to ask your father for help since we have a bigger threat coming at us. I mean even he must see the threat coming as more dangerous as this spider bi...woman.”
    Her father shook his head. “No, I want to wait and only call on him, if we need him. Yes, I believe your grandfather would help, but could you see him taking some of these other species to his world, mating them and releasing them when he wants?”
    “You really believe he’d do that if these things are such a threat to our world? Hell, what’s to say they won’t try and take over his realm?” Alton shook his head. “If what my other says is true, all worlds, realms, are at risk. Think of the different species that walk here on Earth. Half of them the humans know nothing about. If