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was here. “Planning to beam me up to the mother ship now?” she
blurted. All the men turned to stare at her as if she was the strange one. The
woman with them busted out into laughter.
    “That
was good,” she stated. “Well, what do you expect?” The woman glanced at the
barely clothed men around her. “She’s scared and this place isn’t exactly
Kansas
.”
    “We’re
in
Ireland
,”
the man that hugged her said without mirth.
    “I’m
Breena.”
    Trillian
nodded. “Fabulous, now get me the fuck out of here.” She was in no mood to play
nice. The one before her turned and she took a step back. Wingman was much
taller, probably over six feet with a scar running down his face from eye to
lips. She had this strange urge to reach out and trace it with her fingertips.
    “It
is not safe out there.” He spoke then took a single step from her.
    “Well,
it isn’t exactly nice and cozy here. Who are you? What are you?”
    The
leader gave the one in front of her a hard glare.
    Breena
stepped up, despite protests from her big golden man. “I’ll explain it. Just
don’t panic.”
    Yeah, right.
    “Let’s
go for a walk, shall we. One-on-one, girl-to-girl,” she said then glanced back
at the men.
    Trillian
nodded, anything to get away from these half-clothed freaks. Wings coming out
of their backs! Had she hit her head that hard?
    “You’re
not crazy...” Brenna began.
    They
walked around tall, colorful buildings while Breena spoke. Apparently, the
ancient Irish legend of fairies was true. There were men and woman running
around, flying around, that regular people couldn’t see. Breena explained there
were only a few left in existence and that the fact that Trillian could see
them made her very special. However, why and how, Brenna didn’t explain.
    “What
were those things that attacked me?”
    Breena
shivered. “Trolls.”
    “Trolls?
As in live under a bridge and scare little children?”
    “Sadly,
no bridge. They want the fairy kingdom and started a war that we hope to win,”
she stated.
    Trillian
shook her head. Great. She was stuck in the middle of a war with mythical
creatures. They walked around a large building. It led to a small pond and an
eight-foot-tall roaring waterfall. It was gorgeous, romantic, and she could
clearly see herself off to the side with easel and paints. Trillian smiled.
This was just a lovely spot. “Let’s say I might believe you.” After all, she
saw those wings with her own eyes. “What do those things want with me?”
    Breena
hesitated.
    Trillian
took a step onto the grass. “Well?”
    “You
can see them like I could. We’re different from regular humans,” she answered
in a rush.
    Yeah,
that sounded like bullshit to Trillian. “How about we try the truth this time?”
She turned to stare at Breena. It was then, when her eyes were trained on
Breena, that she saw it. A flash of color, the glint of a blade, and Trillian’s
eyes widened. “We’re not alone.”
     
     

 
    Chapter Six
     
    The
moment Breena took Trillian for a “walk” Keyn took off. He flew high and wide
only to circle around. There was this pull, a strange grip that tugged at his
soul, and Keyn found himself diving lower. His wings beat frantically until he
caught sight of the dirty-blonde-haired beauty. They were stopped at the
waterfall, and a small, barely-there smile crept onto her lips. Keyn shuddered
and his cock began to press at the loincloth covering it. He hovered over the
ground and darted behind a tree when Trillian turned to face him. Did she
notice him? She did have an uncanny ability to sense his presence. Perhaps he
was being paranoid or was his guard slipping around her? Damn it, he didn’t
want or need this distraction in the middle of a war!
    “Keyn?”
Breena turned around and called out, unsure.
    He
cursed, slipping from his hidden spot into the woman’s view. “I’m your backup,”
he stated flatly.
    “Good,
someone with wings. Fly me back home.” Trillian held her