"I’m going to miss you," Kayla exclaimed as she threw herself into Maxi’s arms, causing Maxi to almost lose her balance. As a horse shifter, Maxi still wasn’t accustomed to the affectionate nature of Kayla’s family.
Today was the day that Maxi and Issac were leaving for Aldric’s castle, and Maxi couldn’t shake the feeling of sadness in her chest. She wasn’t used to becoming attached to people, but the thought of leaving Kayla and Oma filled her with sorrow.
Both Kayla and Oma now knew Maxi’s secret - that she was a dark Fae horse shifter - but it hadn’t changed the way they treated her. They were now more cautious, not because they were afraid of her harming them, but because they wanted her to feel like she belonged. Maxi was not an outcast.
It was an understatement to say that Maxi was touched by their actions. She didn’t know how to properly thank them. For the first time, she was being treated like a living being, even with her secret out in the open. The feeling was incredibly heartwarming.
At this point, Maxi would do anything for Issac’s family. She was fiercely protective of them. If anything happened to her, she would die in peace knowing that she had found a family that accepted her for who she was.
"I know, I’ll miss you too," Maxi responded, feeling a bit strange about openly admitting her true feelings. However, she pushed aside any feelings of awkwardness and embraced the warmth that Kayla provided.
Maxi wanted to stay longer, but the lack of communication with Aldric over the past two days was making her uncomfortable. Despite his flaws, Aldric was still her friend and her first "family." They had been through so much, and Maxi couldn’t abandon him over one argument. Though she meant what she said, Aldric wouldn’t have an easy time if anything happened to Islinda.
Reluctantly, Maxi let go of Kayla and turned to face Oma. While Oma didn’t hug her like Kayla did, she still held Maxi’s face in her hands. Maxi’s cheeks flushed as she remembered that she was centuries older than Oma, yet Oma treated her like a child. Maxi tended to behave like a child at times due to the traumas she had experienced while growing up.
"Now you be careful," Oma told her, and Maxi nodded her head in response. Oma let go and her gaze shifted to her son, Issac, as she commanded him, "Keep her safe."
Maxi snorted, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. If anyone was keeping them safe, it was her. She was stronger than Issac.
Issac must have heard her derisive exhale because he scoffed and gave her a smug look. There was a challenge in his eyes, and Maxi knew that if his family weren’t present, they would be engaged in a battle right then and there.
While Maxi didn’t possess their fancy seasonal powers - as she called them - she was stronger and faster, especially in her horse form. Plus, her telepathic ability and years of experience had honed her fighting skills, making her lethal on the battlefield. Fae tended to underestimate her because of her sweet appearance, until she tore their heart out of their chest.
Maxi inwardly chuckled at the thought. Issac was still a child in her eyes. But then again, wasn’t it considered a crime to date a child? The thought made her mouth twitch.
"By the gods, will both of you stop eyefucking each other in my presence? It’s sweet, but eww!" Kayla interjected, clearly grossed out.
Issac shook his head, while Oma gave Kayla a reprimanding look. But it was Maxi who smirked, unashamedly taking the blame. However, her smile faded when someone knocked on the door.
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