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I nod in agreement and suddenly my daughter is back in my arms, and all is right in my world. I place my nose next to her tiny head and inhale. The nearness of her scent instantly calms me. I’ve missed my child. My infant gurgles in my arms and we both exchange puffs of smoke. I am pleased to see that she is already discovering the possibility of her first flame. Her small wings look good, and her tail is delicate. Lyla grabs hold of my claw and coos up at me. She is like me in every way, but she is female. My child is the only good thing that happened from my time in the labs.

This beautiful human is taking excellent care of my child. She watches us with a wide smile on her face. “Lyla loves you,” she remarks. And then a frown troubles her smooth brow, and she starts to stand. “Do you want to spend time alone with her? Sorry, I’m probably intruding. I…I can go into my room and give you time together…”

A growl rumbles in my throat. I reach out and grasp the human’s soft hand and pull her back down next to me. I shake my head. “Stay.”

“Oh, okay. I can do that. Well, um, would you like to feed her? She needs her morning bottle…”

“Yes.”

“Are you hungry too? Do you want some Traq?”

I shake my head. She has no idea that I entered her home at dawn, sat at her kitchen table and ate and drank while she slept. I am already full.

“Just a sec.” This time I allow her to stand, and I watch the movement of her plump ass as she moves across the room and disappears into the kitchen. She returns in moments with a warm bottle, a towel, and her cup of Traq in her other hand. My gaze is fixated on the movement of her body. I want to know what she looks like naked. How will her breasts feel in my claw? I have been taught how to pleasure Hurlian females and the physiology between Hurlians and humans is very similar. But for now, I will have to be satisfied with her nearness on the couch.

I feed my baby while the female sits next to me and sips at her warm drink. The entire experience warms my heart. Never have I done something so simple and domestic. Any activities that did not increase my endurance or kill ratio were off-limits in the lab.

I lift my head and blow out a soft arc of flame, for the baby’s enjoyment. Babies love flames.

The female lets out a soft squeak of fear. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

A chuckle rumbles in my chest and a matching trail of smoke wafts from Lyla’s delicate nostrils.

There are tears of joy in the human’s eyes. “The two of you are beautiful together.”

I smile at her. And then I reach forward and sweep a lock of her human hair that’s fallen forward, back over her ear for her. And in that moment, I want nothing more than to put Lyla down for a nap, and to pull this female into her bedroom and discover how to touch this female. I want to listen to her sighs of pleasure and learn how it feels to have my cock sink into her warmth.

She grins back over the rim of her cup of Traq. “Can I ask you why you’ve left her with me?”

And that’s when I stand up, knowing it’s time for me to leave. My visit is over. I hand my baby back to the female I desire and step across the room.

“Oh no, I’m sorry… Wait, don’t go.”

But I’m already out the door. I must leave before I say too much. I race forward and leap off the porch, my wingspan digging into the air, lifting me off the ground and up to the clouds. I look back down and see the female’s distant form as she stands on the porch in her pajamas, gazing up at me, with Lyla in her arms.

I fly to Westmore again.I’ve been there many times already, scouting the location that my brother lives, prior to first contact.

Evie Jones lives in a farming community that lies within a vast, flat valley, ringed on all sides by mountain ranges. My brother’s monastery is perched amongst the snow-topped mountains to the east of this same valley. I fly up from the farmlands, over the progression of craggy hills that graduate into the alpine forests and the granite cliffs left behind from a former ice age. This is where the famous multigod pilgrimage is located, on the route of a series of monasteries, exactly a day’s travel from each other, originally built from the time of the creation of this religion.

It is so very odd that my brother has faith in these gods. I have no understanding of religion. I watch through windows as he performs his daily prayers three times per day, and I’m mystified. Who is he speaking too while he’s silent? I’ve been watching my brother from a distance for a few diurnals, and he has no idea I’m here. This is why the Hurlian military wants me back, I’m better than sending a drone because I can think for myself. I can also land and take action, if necessary.

The monastery is very remote and high up in the mountains, but there are many lookout points for me to fly and sit upon. Flying through the peaks and examining the monastery where my brother lives is enjoyable.

He has a human mate and her shape is similar to Evie’s, but her follicles are so colorless they almost appear white. Her stomach is swollen with his offspring. I’m stunned to realize a Hyrrokin can easily bond with a human. I assumed Evie Jones could only ever be a temporary pleasure mate. I’d read that humans did not form long-term mating bonds in the same way as Hyrrokin and that they were not deemed good mates but made fabulous pleasure mates. But my brother has chosen this female as his bound? He gave her his seed, therefore she is legally his bound. She must be ready for a Hyrrokin life-long mating bond.

Suddenly I imagine Evie swollen with my child. My mind flashes to the moments we spent together this morning, with her so close. What if Evie Jones was able to form a life-long bond too? She is unmated. Does she want a mate? Would she accept me into her bed?

My brother seems happy in this remote life he leads at the monastery. He is tall like me, and I can see similarities in our appearance, but he has no wings. He flash-flames as I do, and he has the same tail and claws. He is a war veteran with an organic replacement leg. He does not appear to be in contact with our father.

Heh.

Cabal spends his days in prayer alongside his pregnant female, giving her constant attention, tending his garden, copying ancient text, and teaching groups of multigod practitioners about the history of their religion. His female is a nun in this same order and works alongside him. I enjoy listening to his bound’s exquisite voice as she sings hymnals during their evening prayers. It seems to be a nice life for the two of them. I am pleased that my brother appears to have a good life.

I wonder how he will react when I make myself known? The brother he thought that had died as an infant, now returned from the grave, and with wings?

From what I’ve learned of him so far, I think the odds are good that he will accept me.

Cabal and his bound are about to close their monastery for “off-season” because winter is here and soon there will be too much snow and the roads will be impassable. I will wait until there are no other beings and only my brother and his bound are here and then I will make myself known.

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