"Ann, sweetheart, it's time to wake up."

"Mm?" I mumbled, tiredly nosing Briar's hand as it cupped my right cheek. "Bri?"

"We've arrived, Ann." he whispered, kissing my forehead. "You must have been exhausted. You were sleeping so deeply through even a series of road rages done by other people."

I giggled and kissed his cheek as he unbuckled my seatbelt. "Really?" I croaked. "What'd it sound like?"

"Loud," remarked Kyler from outside his car, "very, very loud."

"Hmm," I hummed, dropping my right cheek on Briar's left shoulder. "Was everything okay?"

Kyler's large hand cupped my head, the coolness seeping into my body. I shuddered with a soft sigh of relief, clutching tighter onto Briar as he reached in to grab whatever else he needed. I peeled my eyelids open and saw an incoming pair of lips, so I giggled as Kyler kissed my forehead.

"Yes, everything was just fine." he murmured, stroking his thumb over my side-swept bangs and rubbing my crown-like mark of being the vampire king. "We will have to have your hair styled a bit more neatly with some of your bangs back to show off that amazing tattoo-like marking, Anwyll."

I smiled as Briar kissed my nape and shut the door with his free hand. "Sure, whatever you both want is fine with me."

Briar and Kyler took turns rubbing my back and head. Briar nuzzled my thick hair and tucked his nose down while Kyler did the same, the latter taking my available hand and holding it. Kyler also took some time to press kisses to my right hand, wrist, and forearm, then sought for a kiss from me on the lips. Right afterwards, I snuggled down into Briar's arms and squeezed Kyler's thumb, which made my lovers coo. Eventually, Briar decided we should get going, but Kyler still wanted to shower me with affection.

"Babe, let's make sure that we're registered and we still have our rented space." reminded Briar, taking Kyler's right hand. Kyler's left hand was still busy petting me.

Kyler hummed and silently agreed, bending over to kiss Briar's cheek. "Thanks for reminding me."

I could sense Briar's and Kyler's happiness, so that made me happy. Since we had all of the important things stored in my magical item box, Briar and Kyler walked towards the building where the fashion competition thing was being held. I was finally able to open my eyes more, so I peered at the surroundings. I lifted my head and gazed at the enormous parking lot that was probably about half filled right now. My guess is that it could take a couple hundred more cars to fill up the rest of the parking lot. And there were trees every couple of rows, so that was nice for a hot, sunny day like today.

"Feeling better?" asked Briar, so I leaned back and kissed his lips. He chuckled as I beamed at him. "I suppose I can take that as a yes."

"A cute yes," remarked Kyler, whose steps faltered when I looked at him with the same smiley expression.

His cheerful spirit returned and he started saying a bunch of random cute things as our trio got closer to the building. Briar chuckled as I twisted around to look up at the huge building. I couldn't even guess how many stories tall it was, but there was so much glass. The general appearance of the building seemed very unsafe for an area with earthquakes. Also, it seemed to be mostly rectangular with a few triangular/pyramid offshoots, so I wondered what those sections of the building complex looked like inside.

I started noticing more and more people the closer we got to the entrance, then I noticed lineups for the different fashion categories. Kyler was his proud, confident self as he towered above everyone in our line—all of the lines, actually. Briar was tall too, but he looked average-sized next to Kyler. And as for me, I definitely looked tiny. Well, I am kinda tiny already, so that makes sense.

In our lineup and the ones next to us, people were staring both blatantly and covertly at our trio. I could imagine why because, despite my weirdly childlike appearance, I have people with me that are absolutely stunning.

Kyler was probably close to (if not actually) seven feet tall and very slim, but he was wearing clothes with bright colors—not exactly the modern punk/goth style of the brand Briar created. With lemon-yellow skinny jeans and a white tunic top that was half tucked in, he was looking like a "whole meal" as Waltz would say. Kyler is gorgeous, honestly, and his blue-gray eyes, teasing grin, and gorgeous light brown waist-length hair made me want to do something to him that would make him blush.

Briar, at over six feet and with a lithe frame, he was already eye-catching. But coupled with his sexy punk outfit of a wine-red, smooth-studded short-sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans with multi-layered fine chains on his right side; his charming smile, and emerald-green eyes, I could tell I wasn't the only one swooning. I felt some heated and envious glares on my left side as Briar's lips brushed my corresponding cheek. I smirked to myself, though. Briar is mine. And well, he is Kyler's too of course, just in a different way (as they both keep telling me).

"Ann," murmured Briar, nuzzling my head. "You're so cute."

I lifted my head again and readjusted my position in his arms. Briar kissed my jawline, his emerald-green eyes flashing gold as I grinned.

"Can you guess what I was thinking about, Bri?" I asked cutely, pressing kisses to his face and ignoring the envious glares directed towards me.

Kyler leaned over. "Was it about us?"

My grin widened and I managed to kiss his left cheek, which made a bunch of people growl, sigh, and hiss under their breaths. Briar straightened and his ears flicked around, his tail making movements showing his annoyance in the tight space. I sensed Kyler's emotions fluctuate as he straightened his spine and looked down at everyone he could see with an extremely fierce glare. Everyone either shrank back or turned their heads.

Ooh, boy. My Ky is extremely possessive. Briar was smirking away, though, so I guess he was pleased with Kyler's handling of the situation. Huffs of upset were heard when Kyler leaned down again and then Briar kissed near his mouth. Kyler smiled, then returned the gentle peck and asked to hold me.

"Sure thing, babe. I've got to get ready anyway. We're getting closer to the doors."

Kyler took me and settled my form against his right side, pressing his nose to my right temple and deeply inhaled my scent. Kyler's tension eased somewhat and he relaxed a bit more as I draped my arms around his neck. He shuddered as my lips landed on his left cheekbone, his skin flushing from inner heat. His blue-gray eyes changed to gold for a moment, his talon-like nail tips lightly pressing into my waist and left thigh. It felt nice. I told Kyler that and tucked my head down, enjoying his embrace as it tightened around me.

Briar smiled up at me, then asked for his bag. I used magic to put it on him, so he jumped a bit when he noticed weight pulling on his left shoulder. Briar quietly thanked me and rifled through his punk-styled messenger bag, leaning against Kyler for a moment to look through his papers.

Kyler purred with Briar at his left side and my form in his arms. He petted my head again, soothing my nerves and easing any remaining grogginess. I blew out a breath and snuggled deeper, so Kyler cupped my head and rubbed my nape. I smiled to myself again as he mouthed loving words against the back of my right wolf ear.

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"You're really lucky."

I looked up with a curious expression. "Lucky?" I inquired, sitting on a chair in Briar's and Kyler's designated area. They had left me (extremely reluctantly) to head for the restroom.

The woman who had spoken to me from the designated area to my left was currently stretching. "Yeah, you've got two mega hotties as your dads."

I tilted my head. I knew she was talking about Kyler and Briar, but Papa and Daddy were "mega hotties" too, like the rest of my family. I smiled and didn't say anything to the woman, hopping from my seat to also do some stretches. I was getting stiff after that awful workout of learning to walk on the catwalk. Briar had me use magic to pull out the heeled boots I'd be wearing, so I wore those to get "comfortable" in them.

"Right?" piped up a cheery guy to my right. He seemed to have an impeccable taste in fashion like Gavin. "And you're even modeling their clothes, huh? Children's punk-goth. Never would have expected that."

I inhaled deeply. "Normally, they don't make children's clothing. They worked on a special project."

"Oh, so they're trying to gain interest for a children's line." stated the woman, which was now starting to really irritate me. Although she seemed nice, just like the other guy, it's hard listening to them talk as if I am a child when I know I'm not.

But I was able to stay calm and politely excuse myself. I had a lanyard around my neck that said I was a model, so people just let me be as I walked away. Since everything was stored in my item box, I didn't have to worry about possible thieves taking Briar's and Kyler's things. And even if they did, I could just get the stolen items back and punish the wrongdoers.

Stopping in the middle of the hallway outside the giant room for the goth/punk/rock fashion people, I looked up at the people passing by me. There were lots of workers moving boxes and equipment, meanwhile other people included designers and models as well as event organizers. I caught a few curious gazes, so I continued moving towards the sign for restrooms.

"What's a kid doing wandering around? Where are your parents, kiddo?"

I was about to turn around but felt hands wrap around my waist. I tensed, although my butt was set down on a box. I eyed the person who had sit me down at eye level with him.

"My papa and dad are at their respective homes." I replied with an honest smile.

The man's brown eyes softened. "I'm sorry, kiddo. So who's your guardian?"

I showed him my badge. I belonged to the AlleyCat's Treasures clothing company at the moment. The worker hummed as I dropped the badge to my tummy, then he began pushing his cart again.

"I'll take you to the Lost and Found area for now." he said, but he was quite alarmed when I jumped off as he passed by the restrooms. "Hey, kid!"

"Thanks for the ride!" I exclaimed, then grinned and waved as I hurried into the men's restroom.

Ten men looked down with wide eyes as I hopped inside. Nine quickly covered themselves as they stood at the urinals, but one hurried over from the sinks to try to usher me out of the restroom.

"The women's restroom is on the other side."

"I know," I replied with a grin. "I'm a guy."

"What?"

A door suddenly slammed open and Kyler came out, looking almost murderous. His line of sight found me and then discovered the man's hand was pressing to my back from trying shoo me out of the restroom. I smiled happily.

"Ky!"

"Get your hands off him!" growled Kyler, and the visible men immediately stiffened from the ferocious, animalistic sound. His very tall frame made for a scary sight as his head was only a foot under the bathroom ceiling.

"Ky, it's okay." I said, pushing away the man's hand and then hurrying over to him. "It's totally understandable that they would think I'm a girl. You understand too, don't you?"

Kyler's whirling eyes flickered rapidly between gold and blue-gray, his chest heaving as he tried to unclench his fists. I hugged his right hip for a moment and then grasped his wrist to tug him towards the sink.

"Ky, you gotta wash up if you wanna hold me. And I do want you to hold me." I stated in a cutesy manner.

Kyler's purring suddenly kicked into high gear and the atmosphere changed in an instant. He started to wash his hands, so I hurried to an empty stall to do my business. I came back out less than a minute later and stood on my tiptoes to wash my hands. Kyler was just drying his hands while glaring at everyone.

"Where's Bri?" I asked, trying to distract him.

"He went off to find some food. He figured you'd be hungry, Anwyll."

"Oh, that's nice of him. Are you two not hungry?"

Kyler helped me put my hands in the blower before he answered. I giggled as I watched my skin being moved around by the strong wind. Kyler kissed my clean hands and then picked me up, kissing my cheeks and stepping out of the restroom area. My tail whipped back and forth, as it had been ever since he'd burst out of the stall. Kyler kissed my head and I heard his stomach growl, so my man did admit that he and Briar were also hungry.

"That's great! Then we can eat together."

"Mmhm, that's correct."

I tucked my nose against his throat. "Ky, you smell good."

Kyler's body heated up. "O-oh, really?"

"Yup. It's a scent that matches the taste of a lemon loaf!"

He chuckled. "Well, thank you."

I giggled. "You're welcome, and thanks for coming to defend my manly pride."

Kyler suddenly burst into laughter, which made me grin and hug him more firmly. He peppered my head with tiny kisses, muffling himself a bit as he found a quieter place to rest. Kyler leaned on a pillar by the windows, but the fact that he was so tall was still catching a lot of attention from the passersby.

"Um, Ky," I began, looking at his face. He smiled warmly and nosed me to continue. I smiled. "Should I change my appearance now, at the hotel later, or tomorrow?"

Kyler blushed and nervously licked his lips. "I am curious, but I can wait until later."

"All right," I murmured, smoothly kissing his right cheek. "Lots of people are mistaking me for a kid."

"Oh, I understand that all too well."

I pouted and lightly slapped his chest, so he staring to giggle again. I grinned. "Anyway, please don't get too upset about what happened in the restroom. It should have totally been expected, what with my dress, stockings, and backpack purse."

"Rather than angry, I'm more frustrated by the fact that bastard touched you—mine!"

"Yes, Ky, I'm yours. But he was just trying to guide me to the women's restroom." I explained, kissing his cheek.

Kyler was still seething. "He could have just pointed and or gestured, but he had to touch you with his filthy hands."

I giggled. "You're so cute, Ky."

My extremely tall man was about to say something, but he stopped himself and kissed my head. "Thank you, pup."

I tried not to react, I really did, but it happened anyway. My tail slid along Kyler's left side, curling around his waist as I pressed myself more closely to him. Kyler's purring continued until he noticed my scent had changed to one that meant I was aroused. A sudden growl rumbled in his chest and he crouched down, shielding me from view. I nuzzled his throat with a happy sigh, forcing myself to ignore my erection and the moistness farther down.

"Do you enjoy it when I call you 'pup'?"

"K-Ky," I whimpered, nosing his neck. "Are you teasing me, you meanie?"

Kyler laughed again, uncurling and pushing himself up to lean on the pillar again. "Maybe?"

I pouted, playfully glaring at him. Kyler cooed and kissed my forehead. My smile returned and I tucked my head down, relieved that my erection had already started to deflate. We heard Briar call out to us, so Kyler reluctantly put me down and I rushed over to Briar with a bright smile and a wagging tail.

"Aw, did you miss me, Ann?"

I beamed. "Yup, but Ky was with me."

Briar ruffled my hair and kissed my forehead, then hummed as Kyler led him aside. It wasn't hard to guess what they were talking about because I heard angry growls, but I smiled to myself.

Twisting my hips, I watched the asymmetrical plaid skirt portion of my dress sway from side to side. It was monochromatic with black, white, and gray, and the pattern was called "tartan" according to Briar. The dress laced up at my waist like a corset and the top half of the dress was black. It had t-shirt sleeves and a v-cut neckline, so it was cooler. I was also wearing a black plastic choker to match. Like I mentioned to Kyler, my sheer black stockings really made me look feminine. There was something about them that I really enjoyed. Maybe it was how sexy I looked? Or the feeling of them? I don't know.

Thankfully I was wearing a pair of matching Converse since my feet are tired and sore from earlier. And my black velvet backpack-shaped purse tied the whole thing together. Briar and Kyler really had fun giving me a punky look today. I find it cute how my family often works together to figure out the "perfect" outfit for the day.

"Ann?"

I turned around. "Mmhm?"

"Are you hungry?"

My nod and quick movements towards my lovers made them laugh. I hugged Briar's neck and kissed his cheek. "Yep, so let's eat, Bri." I replied, my tail whirling at a million miles an hour.

Briar and Kyler grinned back at me.

March 14th

Sunday, March 14th