Logan, Everly, and Ashton patiently waited in the living room. Earlier, Ashton had gone to his house and retrieved his empty pack to carry additional supplies for the day. All they needed now was for Lucy to give them the all-clear to collect the meal she was sending with them on their excursion to the survey area. When they first sat down, they could smell the aroma of baked goods wafting to them. Soon, that was followed by the scent of spices and peppers filling the house.
“Ashton, I hope you like tacos because I am almost certain that is what Lucy is making us,” Logan grinned.
“I love tacos,” Ashton replied, scratching under Vern’s chin. He looked at Violet lying on her back in Everly’s arms and shook his head. “I have seen wild fey dragons from time to time at home, but I have never
