Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
We were going on a field trip…it would be fine.
And if it wasn’t, well, I’d be with Daddy so it’d still be fine.
Chapter 26
Toman
Yes, his eyes were a bit too wide, but he was breathing and had allowed me to move him to the side fairly quickly.
So he was fine?
Blinking…that was good.
The bond was still there…that was good too.
But his mind was startlingly blank…that was not good.
My Wren’s brain was never quiet.
As worry was setting in, though, I saw the same expression on everyone who came through the portal after us. They had the ability to move and breath, and surprisingly even followed the direction to move away from the portal, but thinking was not happening.
Even Agent Murphy’s mouth dropped open for several seconds until Klynn nudged him with his shoulder to remind the agent that he preferred to look stern. That fixed the problem in our human agent and in Wren.
He found it funny, which was not appropriate but did push his brain into motion.
“I’m on another planet, Daddy.”
The marvel in his voice had me squeezing his hand and sending warmth through the bond.
“Remember you are visiting my home and going on a working vacation, my mate, this is not overwhelming.”
His first thoughts weren’t stressful, but I wanted to prevent him from shutting down again. Downplaying the abrupt change in planets seemed to be best.
Nodding along slowly, Wren straightened and looked to be “trying to function” as he put it. “Yes, a working vacation and being some kind of ambassador.”
That was a word I understood, but my Wren sent pictures and additional information without it being a conscious decision.
“Thank you, my mate.”
Kissing his head, I let everyone else breathe and find their thoughts again before I attempted to make them do anything. It seemed like our greeting party was thinking the same thing, but their quiet may have been shock as well.
So they may have needed time and space too.
Wren first took in the desert around us, his mind gathering data and noting rock formations. It took me several moments to realize it was his Earth job influencing how he saw the environment, but it was not something I’d ever seen in his mind.
My Wren was usually relaxed and cheerful, but his inner predator came out as he saw the rock formations as a challenge to be conquered.
“I should’ve brought more climbing equipment.”
The soft words coming through the bond had me reminding myself that he was a strong dragon who could fly. Some of that must’ve come through the bond based on his chuckle and the smile in his mind, but I didn’t feel bad about that.
My mate preferred to live dangerously.
“I’ll be safe, Daddy.”
“It’ll be interesting to see how climbing here is different, but we may not have time for something like that.” His mental tone, which felt mischievous and almost little, was just for me because his outside tone was more like Pierce than himself.
“Eww, Daddy.”
He was going to make it very difficult not to laugh and accidentally appear more human.
Giggles said he wasn’t worried about bad habits I may have picked up.
“We’re contagious.”
I had to agree…which just earned me more giggles from my mate.
“Welcome to our home.” Surprisingly it was Klynn focusing on Agent Murphy who spoke next, sounding less moody than he had before. “Once everyone gets over their surprise at seeing aliens walk through the gate, I’m sure hospitality will be offered.”
Something about him speaking or just our discussion in general had the others from my world standing straighter and coming back to life. The low hum of our native language as they commented randomly on our visitors caught the attention from the people of Earth and they all shifted their focus to listen closely.
“I can pick out one in about ten words but that’s about it.” The dragon from Montana, who seemed to be one of the most Team Boring individuals I had met on Earth frowned like he did not appreciate his lack of language skills.
The wide-eyed friend he seemed to have made with a mage from Florida shifted uncomfortably. “Um, is it bad it all sounds like Klingon?”
What land on Earth was that?
Country.
Wren giggled in my head, explaining it was fictional.
“I couldn’t learn Spanish in school.” A worrier I had only spoken to a few times seemed to get even more anxious. “We’re getting that mind meld thing with the language, right?”
I still had no idea why he had volunteered to come to another world.
“Don’t you guys remember anything?” The Team Boring member was not getting happier with the situation.
“He needs to feel like he’s got a bit more control and he needs more information.”
I agreed with Wren but they started arguing before I could point it out.
“No. I walked onto an alien planet, asshole, of course I’m not remembering anything.” It seemed our worrier had a predator in him as well.