Dinner at the Emery home had come to an end. Amelia and William had left to rejoin their daughter at the hospital. They had asked Logan to go to their house to check it. Their biggest concern was that the fey dragons had been playing and had broken something.
Rose had brought Isla to the house along with the picture she had been drawing and the fey dragons Drax and Scarlet. Upon Lucy’s insistence, Rose had taken a large tray of food home to feed her mate, Cameron, and their children if they decided to stop by.
Isla had eaten and was now sitting on Olivia’s lap, snuggled into her arms as she yawned. Isla was being strong, which Olivia did not like. She was a little girl and needed to know she could show if she were sad or scared, especially now.
“The fey Dragon you are calling Drax is
