When I awakened, the car had stopped and everyone was spilling out of the magic-enhanced SUV. Daddy unbuckled me while I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"Feeling better, baby?"

"Mhm, thank you. Daddy, where are we?"

Daddy petted my head, rubbing between my wolf ears. I giggled happily as he pulled me into his arms and exited the vehicle. I peered over his shoulder to view a massive parking lot, and then a long stretch of big buildings.

"A mall?" I asked, my tail wagging a bit. "Why not a cheaper place?"

Daddy sighed. "No more dollar stores, baby."

I kissed his cheek. "Okay, Daddy."

Gavin smiled at me and wiggled his fingers when Daddy carried me over to the group. "You're so cute, Anwyll." he said, reaching up to grasp my hand when I stretched my arm out to reach him.

"Hehe, really?" I giggled, rubbing my cheek on Daddy's chest. "You're cute, too."

Gavin only laughed in response, but I could tell he was happy with my comment. Daddy rubbed my back, and I noticed his hair turned a honey-gold, so I knew he had changed his pretty eye color to the dark green from my memory. I hummed and looked at Blaine, who was huddled behind Daddy, trying to get close to me.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, baby?"

I kissed his cheek again. "Daddy, Blaine needs some snuggle time."

Daddy paused, almost making Blaine crash into his back. "Blaine?"

"Y-yes, Alexandre?" responded Blaine, sounding worried.

Daddy turned around and handed me over. Blaine looked surprised, but smiled happily and tucked my body into his arms. I hugged his neck and pressed my knees against his sides. Blaine hummed, nuzzling my head.

"How did you know?" he murmured, kissing my temple.

"How could I not know? Something horrible happened to you, Blaine." I kissed his cheek, jawline, and down to his shoulder.

Blaine squeezed me. "I shouldn't have trusted him. I shouldn't have wasted my time loving a scumbag like him."

"It's too late for regrets, Blaine. But remember this, you loved the good side of him. Keep that love in your heart, and don't let this incident break your spirit. You're strong, sexy, and a badass guy that deserves the world."

Blaine was quiet, but he stopped walking and turned around, crouching down with me. I felt his tears, so I petted his black locks and kissed his cheek. Blaine's silent tears were accepted by me, but the moment was interrupted when Damon walked over.

"Are you going to fuck him in the parking lot?" he sneered, but Blaine didn't respond.

I eyed him with a glare. "Day, that's not nice."

Damon's lip twitched. "My name is Damon."

"I know."

"You don't get the right to call me so familiarly."

Blaine stood with a furious growl, grabbing Damon's collar and lifting him up. "I will not tolerate this anymore, Damon. You disrespected not only me, but Anwyll too, for no apparent reason other than jealousy. Anwyll has given us selfless love, but yours is tainted with jealousy and hatred."

Damon's face paled. "T-tainted? Not pure?"

That made me frown. Was Damon obsessed with purity?

"Blaine, um, my love for you is pure. Anwyll isn't pure! He's trying to seduce everyone!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Why would you think that?"

"Shut it, you demon!" shouted Damon, but a slap rang out. Not from Blaine, though.

It was Waltz.

"You're the demon right now, Damon! Consider all that you've said to Anwyll and Blaine, along with Anwyll's actions. He has never said anything cruel to us as you have to him. He has offered us all a kind of love that we couldn't find. He wanted to offer it to you, too. But you attacked him, you shouted at him, and you hurt his feelings! Even so, he still wants to love you."

I blushed when Damon raised his confused ice blue eyes to my big violet orbs. His bottom lip trembled.

"Is that t-true?" he whispered.

I nodded with a small smile. "I wanted to love everyone the same way, and to share the love I received by coming to our home. I was so happy to be given a second chance at life."

Damon's eyes filled with tears. He said nothing. Blaine sighed and petted Damon's head, ruffling the crimson hair on one side.

"Think on it." he stated simply, then walked away.

Waltz caught up, smiling at me. I leaned down and pecked his lips, which made him grin.

"Thank you, Waltz." I said in a soft voice.

"You're welcome, Annie." he responded, skipping away with a big grin.

I straightened up and pecked Blaine's lips, then tucked my head against his neck again. Damon was trailing behind our group, looking away when our eyes met.

"What happened, baby?" asked Daddy, once we all caught up with him.

"Um, I soothed Blaine's mind, so he stopped to cry. Damon came over and tried to start a fight. Blaine got really mad, but Waltz stepped in and slapped Damon, then told him off. Things cooled down. Please don't punish Waltz. Damon needed a dope-slap."

Daddy muffled his laughter at my last sentence. "All right, baby. I think Damon has been punished enough. And as for Waltz, he stepped in and defended you, my sweet little wolf. I will not punish him for your sake."

"Thank you, Daddy!" I beamed, my tail whirling at a high rpm (rotations per minute).

Zaire snickered and grasped my tail, but it still wriggled in his hold. I giggled, reaching out to pet his forest green locks. Zaire smiled at me, his caramel-colored eyes gleaming with happiness.

Dian was holding hands with Waltz off to Blaine's right (my left), and Gavin was next to Zaire, eyeing the shops. As I had expected, Ambrose didn't come. Daddy did say he never wanted to leave the property boundaries. And as for Daddy, he was walking with long strides towards a particular clothing store. He opened the door and ushered Blaine and I inside.

My jaw dropped. "Wow, there are even more clothes than in Gavin's room!"

Gavin snorted with laughter. "Of course, Anwyll. This is a store, after all."

"I thought you bought a whole store." I said honestly, looking at him from over Blaine's shoulder.

Waltz giggled and hopped inside. "He probably did!"

"Hey, you!" playfully exclaimed Gavin, going after the rambunctious fairy as he darted into the isles of racks.

Dian chuckled as he stood next to Blaine. They were on better terms now that Dian had accepted my proposal. I shifted slightly to kiss his cheek. He flushed with a soft smile, twirling his braid. Damon slunk in a few moments later, and then Daddy came inside.

A worker came by with wide eyes. "H-how may I be of service today?"

Blaine put me down and ushered my body forward. "He needs clothes. Do you have anything in his size?"

The woman looked over me. "What size is he?"

Daddy sighed. "We don't know."

She frowned. "How can you not know?"

I rubbed the back of my neck. "I've been wearing the same clothes for about twelve years now."

"What?" she looked at me, then Daddy. "Sir, what's going on?"

Daddy ushered me over. "I just managed to get my son back from his abusive mother a few days ago. He turned eighteen the day I held him in my arms after fifteen long years of separation."

A collective gasp rang out. I blushed and hid my face from view with my daddy's hands. He chuckled and bent down to kiss my head. I peered over his hands to gaze into my family's faces. They were stunned.

"O-okay, then please come this way. Perhaps you may be able to find clothes that fit him. I will do some measurements, just in case."

"All right. Does that sound good to you, Anwyll?"

I nodded. "Okay, Daddy."

He smiled at me, his dark green eyes swirling back to their original honey-gold for a moment. "Then follow her, okay?"

I let go of his hands and followed the lady to a fitting room. She ushered me inside and pulled a cloth measuring tape out of her pocket. I took off my baggy shirt, and even though she stared at me a little weirdly, I didn't feel too uncomfortable while she measured my limbs and torso. She had me pull down my shorts a bit to measure my hips, then thighs.

I shivered when the cloth tape slid over my nape. Her eyes flickered down to my nipples, because they had started to harden in the chilly department store.

"Are you really eighteen?"

"Mhm, I am. I have already finished high school." I said softly, looking into her face.

Her brown eyes widened. "Your eyes!"

"This is my natural eye color. Daddy said he was surprised to see violet when I opened my eyes after I was born."

Her cloth tape slithered to the floor and her hands pressed against my tummy and shoulder blades. She leaned closer, but I bent backwards.

"Um, Miss? What size am I?" I asked, making her smirk.

"Perfect," she purred.

I watched her transform into a snake-woman in rapt fascination and utter horror. Before I could let out a scream, Daddy burst in and snapped his fingers. The woman disappeared and a new one took her place.

"Hello, Master Alexandre. How may I be of service?"

I was stunned. What the heck happened? Who is this woman?

"Please find my son some clothes, Harper."

The woman named Harper smiled pleasantly at my daddy, then turned to me. "You are Anwyll, then?"

"Yes, Miss." I said with a grin. "Sorry to bother you. A scary snake-woman was about to eat me."

Harper covered her mouth to muffle her laughter. "Oh, how precious. Master Alexandre, you were not kidding when you spoke of him."

Daddy ruffled my hair. "Yes, he's my good little wolf."

I grinned and hugged his hips. Harper quickly measured me, then led us into one particular area of the store.

"What is your style?" she asked me, but halted when she saw my expression.

"Style?" I frowned. "Daddy, I don't have a style."

"I know, Anwyll." Daddy patted my head, then looked up at Harper. "He never got the chance."

Her eyes filled with compassion. "Then I will do my best to find something suitable."

"May we help?" asked Waltz, bouncing forward. "I wanna help pick Annie's clothes."

Harper's eyebrows rose as most of my family came over. "All right. I'll tell you the size."

"Daddy, do you want to pick clothes for me, too?"

Daddy looked down with a soft expression as he carried me to a small sofa outside of the fitting rooms. "Of course, my cute little baby, but not here. I will choose elsewhere."

"Didn't you want to keep it a secret?" I asked a moment later. "That we're blood-related."

Daddy kissed my forehead. "I was concerned that the others may attack you for it, but I am pleased that they still love you."

"Mm, me too. And thank you for making that snake-woman leave. Where did she go?"

Daddy's evil laughter made me shiver. He petted my hair and back.

"Let's just say that Matteo is not having a fun time with his fear of snakes."

"Ooh," I said aloud with a giggle. "He's getting what he deserves."

"He sure is, baby."

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A little while later, when I was almost asleep, chatter reached my ears and I was pulled up into a pair of strong arms.

"Nn, Blaine?" I murmured, nosing his throat.

"Yes, Anwyll?"

"Is it time to try on clothes?"

"Yes," he whispered, kissing my head. "Get ready to put on a show, you cute little wolf."

"Mmkay."

He brought me to a decent-sized fitting room, then I pulled off my shirt and shorts while he collected the clothes he picked out. When he came back in and closed the door, his small hitch of breath made me blush.

"Fuck, Anwyll, you're so cute." he breathed, bending down to kiss me.

I hugged his waist and kissed back. "No swearing, Blaine."

Blaine chuckled as he pulled back. "All right, you cute little wolf."

He handed me a pair of dark jeans, so I unbuttoned them and tried them on. They fit nicely, hugging my legs.

"Why are there rips?" I asked, pointing to the holes at the thighs and knees.

"That's a style. These are distressed jeans." he explained, as he had me raise my arms.

He slipped the shirt over my head and guided my arms through. I smiled when I was able to put my arms down.

"Wow, I look as cool as you!" I giggled, staring at the black wolf picture on the white t-shirt.

Blaine was quiet, and had me turn around a few times. "Shit, Anwyll, you make everything look so cute."

I puffed my cheeks out. "I can be not cute!"

"Even in dragon form you are majestically adorable."

I pouted again. "Okay, Blaine."

"Do you like it?" he asked, so I eyed it.

"I do, but I don't know if it suits me. This is more your style."

Blaine nodded in agreement. "Next outfit, then."

The next one was similar, but with a pair of dark purple jeans and a white t-shirt with one thick slanted band over the shoulder of violet. I admired it with a small smile.

"I like this one."

Blaine hugged me, kissing my ear tips. "I had a feeling you might. Let's put them aside. I have one more outfit."

"Mmkay, Blaine." I grinned, tilting my head back to kiss his chin.

He hummed happily. I carefully pulled off the shirt, and tugged down the jeans. I stumbled, but Blaine caught my body from hitting the wall. I blushed when his face was really close to mine. His pretty green and brown eyes sparkled with amusement.

"I like you, Anwyll."

I flushed with pleasure. "I like you too, Blaine."

He grinned and pecked my lips, quickly helping me get my legs out of the skinny jeans.

"Wow, I'm already tired. Is it always this hard?" I asked, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand.

Blaine laughed. "You have a lot more outfits to try on, so stay strong."

I sighed and held up my arms. "I'll do my best."

The next top was a green t-shirt with a pair of bat wings on the back, while the bottom was a capri-style pair of pants, according to Blaine, and were dark brown in color. I giggled when I made the wing prints move with my shoulder blades.

Blaine smirked. "I'm guessing you like it?"

"Yup!" I grinned. "Now I kinda match with you."

"That was the plan."

I blushed. "Okay."

"How about you undress and put on your baggy shirt until the next person comes in? I'll give these to Alexandre."

I nodded in agreement and while I pulled off the clothes, I asked about what he thought of Alexandre being my daddy.

"I was really shocked, honestly. But it made sense as to why he treated you a bit differently, despite your lovable nature."

"Mm, but what about Daddy and I being in this kind of relationship?" I asked, gesturing to the two of us.

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "This?"

"You know, kissing and more."

He shrugged. "To each his own, and besides, who wouldn't want to gobble you up?"

"The snake lady wanted to, but Daddy sent her to Matteo."

Blaine frowned. "What?"

"Um, the worker from before was looking at me hungrily. She changed into a snake lady and was about to do something when Daddy came to the rescue and made her disappear. He said later that he sent her to Matteo's side as part of his punishment."

Blaine began to laugh. "Oh wow, that bastard deserves it!"

I pulled on my baggy shirt and hugged his waist. "You're gonna get over this, Blaine. You're a lot stronger than you think."

He curled around me and kissed my head. "Thank you, Anwyll. See you later."

"See you later." I replied, pecking his lips as he pulled away. He smiled and took the clothes, then left the room.

I waited on the seat, kicking my feet for a minute. I heard some chatter, then quick footsteps. Waltz appeared in the doorway.

"Ha! I got to him first. You gotta wait!"

Waltz closed the door and locked it. I blushed when he came closer and kissed me. His wings appeared, and I slid my hands into his ash-blond hair to pull him closer. Waltz groaned, his fingers sliding underneath my shirt. I mewled softly, which made Waltz shiver.

"Don't kiss him too much!"

Waltz drew back in a flash, a blush on his cheeks from Gavin's shout. "Sorry, he's too cute!" he called back, then picked up the clothes he had dropped to kiss me.

I blushed again, tapping my fingertips on my lips. They were tingling again.

"Okay, so let's see... 'Cause you're so so adorable, I picked some slightly more effeminate clothes."

I tilted my head. "Okay, that sounds interesting."

Waltz beamed, his hazel and gold eyes sparkling. "Try this on first."

I was handed a light lavender blouse with slightly puffy sleeves. I did my best to button it, but Waltz had to help me. I nosed his chest and hugged him in thanks. He kissed my temple, then handed me a pair of black shorts with suspenders. I put them on and admired the look. The shorts stopped at mid-thigh. I liked them a lot more than my usual baggy shorts that reached my knees.

"Ooh, these are nice. I don't know about the blouse, though."

Waltz agreed, then helped me out of the blouse. "Here's something else."

I pulled on the white t-shirt, only to realize that it was cut-off just below my belly button. I blushed, trying to tug it down.

"It's supposed to be like that, Annie. It's a crop-top."

"Ooh, okay." I murmured, then turned around to look at it from the back. "I look kinda cute."

"Just wait until the next outfit!" exclaimed Waltz, stripping the shorts off and replacing them with a black pair of really short ones with optional suspenders.

I blushed. "Is this d-decent?"

Waltz licked his lips. "You look delightfully indecent."

My face burst into flames when he backed me against the wall. He bent down and kissed me, making me mewl with delight. His hand slipped up my thigh, teasing the edge of the shorts. I shivered with a soft moan, my body trembling as he deepened the kiss. Waltz groaned and slipped his knee up to rub my crotch. I gasped, shivering in his grip.

"W-Waltz, not right now."

"Then when, Annie? When am I going to taste you?" he purred, sucking on my throat.

"How about when we go back? We're kinda in public."

Waltz huffed. "Fine, but I'm having my taste even if you're not awake."

I blushed and nodded. "O-okay, Waltz."

He grinned, then pecked my lips and hopped away. "Good, now put this on."

I pulled off the crop-top, taking the new one. It was shorter than the last, but it had butterfly wings on the back like Waltz's pair. I grinned, my tail wagging.

"Even though it's revealing, I like this one."

Waltz flushed with pleasure. "Perfect," he purred, kissing up my nape while I admired the top in the mirror. I shivered, automatically backing against him. Waltz hissed, hugged my waist, then stepped back.

"Okay, take off the shorts. Here's the bottom for the top I picked out." said Waltz, a blush on his cheeks.

I took the skirt thing, trading the short shorts for it. I pulled it on and zipped up the side. I lifted the skirt and saw the shorts.

"Ooh, so this is a skort."