The Forgotten One by Trinity Blacio Page A

he described the scene below, leaving out the gore. Thirty minutes later with Dylan in his Grandfather’s lap, and Willow between him and Maxim on the couch, Baal finished his tale with Tamara and Ana now relaxed and enjoying the story. “It seems spiders do not like the vine of life. Your city is safe from spiders for now. Look outside the window, Dylan. You’ll see the vine on the outside of your house, waiting to attack any spiders that will come.”
    Dylan crawled off his lap, as the women all moved to the window. “It’s beautiful, like a climbing rose, but more verdant.” Willow said and Baal nodded.
    “I really had no idea this would happen, but it will set Benitta back. However, those spiders were not babies. It seems some of her children lived, but we’ll discuss that latter. Right now, I’d like to tuck this guy into his bed and head that way too. Lars, Hedrick, I would suggest you stay here tonight as there is plenty of room. We’ll figure out what to do next, because, Hedrick, I believe this problem your father-in-law is having might have to do with Benitta and the rouges. You’re going to need more help then you know.” With that, Baal gathered Dylan up in his arms after Willow hugged and kissed him good night.
    But before Baal could leave the room, Dylan wiggled out of Baal’s arms and came over to Maxim, crawling into his lap and hugging him. “Night, Daddy,” he whispered, bringing tears to Willow’s eyes as well as Maxim’s.
    Maxim watched the little one, his new son, once more jump into Baal’s arms, waving good night to them all. “Well, it looks like I have a little brother,” Lars said, breaking the ice, making every one laugh.
    “Ha, I’ve got one better. I have a new Uncle,” Hedrick said, with a smile. They all laughed, relaxing a little bit, but Alton noticed how Willow stared out into the night, and shivered.
    “How many dead now?” she whispered and leaned her head against the glass pane.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Willow set up the extra bedroom for Gage, Lars and Tamara, while Alton and Maxim set up the new apartment in the attic that her father had created in a moment’s notice for Hedrick and Ana. Nervous was an understatement. The fact that there were mutant spiders outside New Orleans, her home, and that her mother was gone, while two very gorgeous old hunks were going to share her bed tonight had her a bit on the wired side.
    “ I really resent the ‘old’ thought there, little kitten. Maybe refined would be better?” Maxim’s voice, a purr inside her head had her shaking it.
    Tamara smiled as Willow made the bed with her. “Well, I really haven’t seen refined yet, but I’ve seen hints of an age issue a few times,” she said and Tamara laughed, knowing who she was talking to, and earning a growl from Maxim. But she ignored it and looked at her sister. “Are you happy Tamara? God, it seems like yesterday when we were in Florida.” She sat down on the bed, Tamara sitting next to her.
    “Yea, I’m happy. Do I like being confined in our bubble? It could be worse, but I have Gage and Lars who keep me busy, plus the pack. I do miss the chats we used to have and I miss momma. She might not have been much, but I loved her.” Tamara smiled and Willow could see the sadness there.
    “Well, when my mom is finally caught, believe me, she’ll love you. She’ll be there for all of us.” Willow said and smiled as three banana splits appeared on the dresser.
    “Hey, Willow,” Ana called out to her, coming into the room.
    “Well, looks like momma left us three a night treat.” She stood and moved to the dresser. “Thanks Momma.”
    “ Night baby and be safe,” she said.
    “I’m not alone, be careful. I can’t lose you,” Willow said and handed Tamara and Ana their ice cream, before grabbing her own.
    “Okay, tell your momma thank you, and that I love her,” Tamara moaned, taking a bite of her ice cream, and leaning against the bed where Ana and she joined