Upon arrival from the nightcrawlers, Maira was waiting for me at the kitchen table with Timber. Both sets of eyes turned in my direction as I appeared in the living room.
“Maira. Timber. I hope all is well with you, my child.” I greeted them both while taking off my coat and walked over to hang it up. She nodded her answer, smiling.
“How did it go with the others?” I asked Maira for an update.
“As well as to be expected. It appears the Faes came into a small run in like the dragon shifters. But everything is handled now. Like the dragon shifters, they are more on board with us than before due to the senseless attack.” she said, sipping her tea.
“So it seems as though Shamira is trying to either deter supernaturals from getting involved by intimidation or reduce their resources to keep
