Hospitality

[Ivan’s POV]

I held my breath as Pixie’s mother examined us, considering the question I had just asked her. I knew that I was asking a lot, but if we didn’t find somewhere to stay, then things could go incredibly south very fast, and we didn’t have enough time to turn back and then try again.

"Of course." Pixie’s mom finally responded. "We have a few empty rooms in the barracks for you. It isn’t much, but it should be enough. "

"Just a few stable walls would do, ma am." I assured, letting a grateful smile spread across my face.

"Thank you." Arissa added. "I’m Arissa, and this is Ivan. We are the leaders of the Fulgur and Tonitru packs."

Pixie's mother's eyes grew wide at Arissa’s words. It seemed that even this tribe had heard about us. However, I wasn’t quite sure if that was a good or a bad thing.

"What’s wrong, mama?" Pixie asked, taking in her mother’s shocked form. "Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?"

"Pixie!" Her mother scolded, shooting the tiny girl a look. "Do you have