Atlas and Scarlette were meeting all the pixies, werewolves, humans, and witches that had shown their allegiance to Scarlette.
Lillian had already met with them and she was hanging around an middle aged couple. The man had graying black hair, a married guys body were it was still in shape but he had a little tummy over his 12 pack, he was tall too at least 6 feet. The woman was obviously his mate because when she would look at him it was adoration, love, and pride. She was slender, not really athletic but healthy slender, graying brown hair that when she was in the sun glistened like maple syrup.
They were talking in hushed whispers to Lillian.
“Lillian, I want her to know before we fight with her. So she knows whole heartedly that we will die for her. We love her. We never stopped lovi
