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Twelve years of therapy seemed to be working. The fact that they didn’t look like Stronghold Elite anymore didn’t hurt.

Chapter Ten

When they returned to a clothed state, they sat and braided a lock of each other’s hair with blood coating the segments. They had to take turns on Draven’s hair. His darkening locks were waist long. Win’s hair was only to the small of her back. Her lock was from the centre at the back of her skull, but Draven’s was at his temple, nice and proud. Wellyn’s was behind his ear, and Atil’s was at the base of his neck as well.

When the braids were done, there was a strange sensation in their minds, and they all started grinning. Draven’s eyes were wide. “Wow.”

Knowledge was flowing into him, and Win was getting more magic from him. They were all sharing power levels.

It took everything in her not to crawl back into the messy bed with them. She sighed and checked her phone. “Oh, holy shit. Lady Fen is calling me. Lots.”

She made a face when Wellyn said, “Better you than me.”

She looked at him as a thought occurred. “Some of the stuff with Lady Fen and the family is going to involve you guys being along for the ride.”

She walked into the living room and made the call. It rang twice, and someone picked up. “Hello?”

“Hello, I am returning Lady Fen’s calls.”

“Lady Win?”

“Yes, I suppose that is what happens. Yes, I am Win.”

“Just a moment. She’s right here.”

There was a fumble, and then Lady Fen said, “Win? How are you?”

“Mated.”

“Ah. That explains it. Well, Lyric is my granddaughter. My son, Bolin, was into fetish clubs and swingers’ nights. I have had a discussion that I never thought to have with him. Herecalls the likely couple and is eager to meet his daughter. Will you contact her?”

“Sure, but all I am focusing on is that I get to call her Aunty.”

Lady Fen paused and then burst out laughing. “You are interesting. I still want your aunties to make you something appropriate for either form. Can you come into the city?”

She looked at Atil. “Can we come into the city?”

“Yes. My SUV is here.”

“Lady Fen, we can come in. Where are we going?”

There was a chuckle. “I will send you the address and meet you there.”

“Okay. We will be there—” She looked at Atil.

“Twenty minutes. We also need to go for dinner.”

She looked at the reddening light. “Oh. Right. Lady Fen, we will go to the address, and then we will head out to dinner somewhere. I will take suggestions.”

She heard a chuckle. “I have a few. You are four?”

“We are four. Maybe five if Lyric is still around.”

“Very well. I will meet you at the shop. Goodbye.”

The call ended. “Well, I guess we are heading out for clothing and dinner. Let me call Lyric, and we can get out of here.”

She made the call and gave Lyric the information. After a moment of silence, Win asked, “Did you want to come to the shop today?”

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