Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Chaos. Merritt isn’t sure how the locals have survived without killing themselves, but he’s starting to understand why the fates decided he needed to help with the portal. He’s a nurse. Yes, fate was brilliant with pairing mates and keeping excitable dragons from killing themselves on a regular basis. Luckily for fate and his newfound mate, Merritt is ready for a few changes in his life.
Pierce
Chaos. Pierce isn’t sure how anyone in town survives the chaos they create on a regular basis. As a lawyer nothing should surprise him, but he’s doing his best not to pull his hair out when the fates decide to reward his patience with a precious gift. His mate. His adorable little mate, who luckily for all involved, has fallen in love with the craziness.
When a frustrated lawyer meets a little whose job in life is to save his Daddy from bad manners, two lonely lives will never be the same…and neither will the portal
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Chapter 1
Pierce
“Are you sure we aren’t already in an alternate reality? Another planet? One of those Marvel multiverse things?” The locals were all so strange. “There are clowns everywhere.”
“I don’t know.” Frowning, Wren shrugged. “Um, they’re all kind of weird, but I’m pretty sure we haven’t gone through a portal.”
Since we were in the crazy town to figure out what was happening with the portal, I hoped we hadn’t gone through it accidentally.
But with the number of clowns I was seeing, anything was possible.
Clowns.
Not even just stupid people running around asking weird questions…they had clowns.
“They go well with all the sparkly white decorations, though.” Wren probably only liked it because he was little and loved anything sparkly, but he wasn’t exactly wrong. Reality-bending choices aside, it was beautiful…but he was just accepting the insanity at face value.
He wasn’t even questioning why some of the flowers had a very magically manipulated vibe to them either.
Did carnations naturally come in glittery white?
I’d seen any number of oddly dyed flowers at the weddings I’d been dragged to over the years, but something was off with perfectly sparkly flowers that didn’t seem to droop even when half the vases were dry.
One of the clowns had clearly been in charge of watering them.
“It’s…how did we get dragged into coming to a wedding reception again?” His sigh at my question said he knew whose fault it was.
“But everyone is so nice.” Barely pouting, Wren aimed wide eyes at me, looking very much like the bird he’d been named after. It wouldn’t work, but he liked practicing on me since he hadn’t found his mate yet. “And they said we’d get cake.”
I’d have bought him the fucking bakery if it would’ve kept me out of the strange party.
“I’m pretty sure half the room doesn’t understand why they’re here.” I wasn’t exaggerating either. Someone had already come up to me asking if I knew when the baby was due and several kept looking at the clowns like they were aliens. “This town is odd.”
And it wasn’t the mix of human and other that mingled so easily.
“I think it might be all the people from the different councils.” Wren liked to see the bright side in everything. How we were related I’d never know. “The locals seem to understand why we’re here because they’re very angry they didn’t get to go to the wedding.”
“How did you hear that?” The only thing I’d picked up was that the couple was a mixed pair and true mates. There’d also been something about bugs, but I couldn’t decide if they meant listening devices or actual insects.
And asking hadn’t gone anywhere either.
“I go to the diner more often than you do.” Wren shrugged, having happily thrown himself into the town chaos. “The gossip’s hot there, not the bakery.”
That explained why he’d picked up a passion for diner food since we’d gotten to the ridiculous town.
“The men at the bakery don’t ask me nearly as many strange questions as the ones at the diner.” I still couldn’t decide why I should tell anyone if I was Team Pony or Team Binkie.
I’d gotten the distinction more quickly than several other newbies in the diner had at that point, but it wasn’t anyone’s fucking business if I wanted a pony or a little. Unfortunately, my refusal to participate and maybe my frown at the whole ridiculousness put me in something they were describing as Team Badass.
I hadn’t asked what that meant since the men kept frowning and nodding like I was an interesting science experiment.
Pressing his lips together to keep from laughing, Wren was saved from my frustration by a hush coming over the crowd. He’d happily announced binkies were the best and then explained I was his cousin and still believed in the quaint notion of privacy.
Quaint.
He’d actually used that word.
“They’re coming. Shh.” I couldn’t place the voice but they weren’t terribly old and everyone quickly obeyed. “Quiet.”
Half the room looked very confused and the other half were vibrating with excitement. Even the clowns looked ready to explode in a shower of glitter as the door started to open.
“Surprise!” The excitement finally burst out of them and the sound was thunderous.
The men at the door were clearly mates and obviously faking their surprise, but everyone else seemed to believe it, so I decided to keep my thoughts to myself.
“Oh wow.” The human gave wide eyes and looked around the room like he’d never imagined anything like it. “This is…”
Horrifying.
I was starting to understand why they’d gotten married in secret.
“Congratulations!” Another random round of excitement rushed through the room, and I was pretty sure I heard several people saying, “Happy birthday,” and that one old woman who seemed to think we were at a baby shower called out, “It’s a boy,” which made the two men try not to laugh.