these things find them and enter their worlds, maybe we should warn them and have them close the doors until this threat is over?” Alton suggested.
“Doors? What are you talking about,” Tamara asked. “And what other beings are here? Am I going to have nightmares?”
Lars rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around his woman. “You just had to open your mouth. Nothing to worry about, but just to be on the safe side, please don’t flip out if you meet some other species.”
Willow stepped in front of him, frowning. “What others? I want to know.”
Alton leaned against the door and pulled her into his arms with Dylan giggling as he nibbled his arm. “I can’t name them all, but there are Nymphs, Spirits (woodland and water), Sasquatches, Griffins, ROC’s, and for this area...” he stopped and smiled. “I do believe I have a way to find what we need, the Chillaid’s.
Maxim smiled as did Baal, nodding. “Perfect, they would know where she is and they could also help us with the threat that is coming too, but you know they don’t socialize with any others?” Baal stated. “Let’s start moving towards the hotel. Their brothers are waiting for us.”
“Wait, what are Chillaid’s.” Both Tamara and Willow asked as he opened the door next to him, moving away from Willow and scanning around before reaching back for his woman.
“Alton tell us.” Willow frowned up at him as they made their way down the stairs, stepping out on the sidewalk. The sun was out and there was a breeze, the scent of fresh baking made him take a deep breath.
“Yeah, I never get tired of that smell either. Now start talking,” Willow stated putting Dylan down, but holding onto his hand as they moved down the road.
He frowned and glanced down at Willow. “You do know being a pest is not attractive.”
“And ignoring the subject is annoying, especially when I know I will get the answer sooner or later,” she snapped back, and tried to take her hand out of his.
“When she’s pissed, her hair colors flair and the stripes on her skin are more pronounced,” Maxim smiled. “Very pretty.”
She growled and he laughed. “Calm down, we’ll explain,” he kissed the top of her head. “The Chillaid have been here as long as the humans, but they chose never to associate with the humans, because they knew what would happen to their world.” He stopped at a shop and stared at the model in the window. “Dylan how would you like to work on this one with me and Maxim?” He pointed to the model in the window.
“Really? You like to do models?” he moved up to the window. “I haven’t done that one, but it looks like fun.”
“Then let’s get it. We can work on it while we stay at the hotel.” Alton moved into the store when he felt a little hand slip into his. He looked down to see Dylan at his side, smiling up at him.
“Come on, squirt, let’s get your model,” he said as Willow watched from the side, a big smile on her face. Maxim stood behind her, his arms around her.
“Narav, I know you’re back there. I need that model you have in the window for my son,” Alton yelled out, turning to greet one of the Chillaid . The man appeared to be normal with a bald head, but Alton knew better.
“How did you know?” the man asked, before he moved to the window to get the model.
“I know as you know what I am. We are having a meeting later tonight and would like to invite you and the others to discuss a few problems that have come up that might even effect your people.”
The bell above the door rang and Alton knew Baal had stepped into the little shop with Laurann. “Naray, Jerd, it’s good to see you back from your trip. I hope you will listen to my son-in-law and join us tonight. There is much we need to discuss. Oh, and please tell your Nib to come. I would love to discuss how on Earth she made those chocolate stray things. I ate eight of the last bunch she gave me before Dylan had one,” she teased.
The man
“Doors? What are you talking about,” Tamara asked. “And what other beings are here? Am I going to have nightmares?”
Lars rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around his woman. “You just had to open your mouth. Nothing to worry about, but just to be on the safe side, please don’t flip out if you meet some other species.”
Willow stepped in front of him, frowning. “What others? I want to know.”
Alton leaned against the door and pulled her into his arms with Dylan giggling as he nibbled his arm. “I can’t name them all, but there are Nymphs, Spirits (woodland and water), Sasquatches, Griffins, ROC’s, and for this area...” he stopped and smiled. “I do believe I have a way to find what we need, the Chillaid’s.
Maxim smiled as did Baal, nodding. “Perfect, they would know where she is and they could also help us with the threat that is coming too, but you know they don’t socialize with any others?” Baal stated. “Let’s start moving towards the hotel. Their brothers are waiting for us.”
“Wait, what are Chillaid’s.” Both Tamara and Willow asked as he opened the door next to him, moving away from Willow and scanning around before reaching back for his woman.
“Alton tell us.” Willow frowned up at him as they made their way down the stairs, stepping out on the sidewalk. The sun was out and there was a breeze, the scent of fresh baking made him take a deep breath.
“Yeah, I never get tired of that smell either. Now start talking,” Willow stated putting Dylan down, but holding onto his hand as they moved down the road.
He frowned and glanced down at Willow. “You do know being a pest is not attractive.”
“And ignoring the subject is annoying, especially when I know I will get the answer sooner or later,” she snapped back, and tried to take her hand out of his.
“When she’s pissed, her hair colors flair and the stripes on her skin are more pronounced,” Maxim smiled. “Very pretty.”
She growled and he laughed. “Calm down, we’ll explain,” he kissed the top of her head. “The Chillaid have been here as long as the humans, but they chose never to associate with the humans, because they knew what would happen to their world.” He stopped at a shop and stared at the model in the window. “Dylan how would you like to work on this one with me and Maxim?” He pointed to the model in the window.
“Really? You like to do models?” he moved up to the window. “I haven’t done that one, but it looks like fun.”
“Then let’s get it. We can work on it while we stay at the hotel.” Alton moved into the store when he felt a little hand slip into his. He looked down to see Dylan at his side, smiling up at him.
“Come on, squirt, let’s get your model,” he said as Willow watched from the side, a big smile on her face. Maxim stood behind her, his arms around her.
“Narav, I know you’re back there. I need that model you have in the window for my son,” Alton yelled out, turning to greet one of the Chillaid . The man appeared to be normal with a bald head, but Alton knew better.
“How did you know?” the man asked, before he moved to the window to get the model.
“I know as you know what I am. We are having a meeting later tonight and would like to invite you and the others to discuss a few problems that have come up that might even effect your people.”
The bell above the door rang and Alton knew Baal had stepped into the little shop with Laurann. “Naray, Jerd, it’s good to see you back from your trip. I hope you will listen to my son-in-law and join us tonight. There is much we need to discuss. Oh, and please tell your Nib to come. I would love to discuss how on Earth she made those chocolate stray things. I ate eight of the last bunch she gave me before Dylan had one,” she teased.
The man
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