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Achilles had a smile playing around his lips. “You claimed us. Several times.”
“I did?”
“You did. Every time you introduced us as your mates. You did.”
She blushed. “It seemed a little odd to pretend that we weren’t.”
“It is still wonderful to be claimed to other alphas. There was pride in your voice, and that was so energizing to us.”
He drove them back to the house, and she waited for him to open her door. He walked around, opened the door, and offered his hand. She touched his hand and smiled. “I am glad it makes you happy.”
“It makes me more than happy, but Dante had to leave early, and he didn’t want to disturb your rest.”
She stepped out of the vehicle and smiled up at him. “I need to thank him for that. I am feeling better than I can remember feeling recently. It also might be that I haven’t properly stretched out in months.”
Achilles grinned. “I will have to try harder.”
She blushed. “I didn’t mean that. You know what I meant.”
“I do, and it was good for me, too.”
Dante arrived and looked at them and their expressions as he got out of the car and approached. He got larger with every step.
Achilles chuckled. “Today is going to be fun. I will have to set a reminder to go back to a point where my clothes fit.”
He shrugged into his normal form.
Keres returned to her full form. “I haven’t done much like this.”
Dante wrapped his arms around her and sighed happily. “You feel good in the normal shape, but now, you feel exquisite.”
She slid her arms around him. “Thank you. You are warmer than I remembered.”
Achilles walked over and kissed her temple before he chuckled and walked off.
“What do you think he is going to do?” she muttered against Dante’s neck.
“I think he is going to make dozens of female elf images with drawn swords. Do you know how to use it?”
“Not really. I depend on instinct.”
“I can teach you. Achilles’ strength just plows through anything else in his way.”
“I see. Sure. Now?”
He smiled. “Perhaps not right now.” He moved and swung her into his arms. He walked into the house in the most romantic fashion. Her skirt fluttered as he walked, and she toyed with the hair at the back of his neck. There were a lot of trailing pieces of her clothing that caught a breeze.
“So, why did you dress me in this?”
He chuckled. “How did you know it was me?”
“Achilles would have had me in something transparent but covering everything.”
Dante grinned. “I wanted you in something you could wear in front of your sister.”
“You succeeded, but I think part of her was mourning the disappearance of the possibility of her wearing my clothes.”
He smiled. “You did that a lot?”
