Triss and Keira gasped, both preparing their magic to defend him.
"Liam, watch out!" Triss shouted.
But instead of attacking, the wolf crashed into Liam, nearly knocking him over as it nuzzled against his chest. A deep, rumbling growl filled the room—not one of hostility, but of sheer affection.
"Easy, Fenrir. I missed you too, bud." Liam let out a small chuckle. Keira and Triss were frozen in shock. They watched as the fearsome creature whimpered softly and pressed its massive head against Liam like an overgrown pup.
"What... what in Melitele's name?" Keira breathed.
Triss, meanwhile, had turned her gaze toward Liam—more specifically, toward his eyes. The familiar blue irises were gone, replaced with something entirely different. Swirling colors moved within them—blues, purples, golds, and greens, shifting like living light. It was mesmerizing, almost hypnotic.
"Liam... your eyes," Triss whispered, unable to look away.
"Yeah… forgot to mention that part."
Liam said as he took out his handicapped hand out of the veiled cloth and then to the surprise of Triss and Keira, a new rainbow colored hand grew.
"You can do magic." It wasn't a question—it was a statement, filled with confusion and a touch of disbelief, by both Triss and Keira.
"It's a long story, and I doubt you'd believe half of it if I told you now." Liam sighed.
"Try me." Keira scoffed.
"It'll take too much time. We can have this discussion later." Liam didn't want to spend time explaining, and he he doubted if these two knowledgeable women would believe him.
"Liam, who are they?" Pepper felt she was out of place and couldn't help but ask.
"Triss.. Keira.. This is Pepper Potts," Liam replied. "She runs the things around here and keeps Tony Stark in check."
"That arrogant guy over your so called communicator?" Keira asked. She had seen Liam communicating multiple times with the man named Tony and suffice to say, she found him annoying, while just listening to his voice.
"Tony? Is Tony alright?" Pepper seeing Liam was back was hoping to see Tony but was disappointed.
"He is alright. In fact he is the having the time of his life. He is a Professor now, changing the world as we know it." Liam replied. Pepper had a bright smile in her face when she learnt that.
"That is a smile I recognize." Triss said.
"Pepper. These two gorgeous women are powerful sorcereress are my current teachers of magic and they are here to see our world." Liam said. Pepper was happy that Liam had made friends and thus offered a handshake.
Triss hesitated before taking it, still absorbing the overwhelming change in scenery and also the new change of Liam. Keira, however, took Pepper's hand confidently.
"So, this is your world," Triss murmured. "I never imagined something like this."
"And you've only seen one room," Pepper said with a small smile. "But I think a proper introduction to this world is in order." Liam had talked to them about the world they had gone to. The medieval age and even the clothes of Triss and Keira were telling enough to prove the words of Liam.
"What do you mean?" Keira raised a brow.
"Shopping," Pepper said simply.
"Shopping?" Keira blinked.
"Yes," Pepper continued. "You're in New York City—one of the fashion capitals of the world. And while I have no doubt that your robes and dresses are stunning where you're from, they stand out a little too much here."
Keira glanced down at her ornate, high-collared dress, then at Triss's deep red sorceress outfit.
"We're not exactly in the habit of changing our style." Triss frowned.
"Well, consider this an opportunity to blend in—and to explore," Pepper said. "I'll take you around the city, show you what this world has to offer, and get you a proper New York look."
"Explore? As in, see more of this world?"
"Exactly," Pepper confirmed.
"You're just lucky she's offering. Trust me, you'll need some modern clothes." Liam said.
"Fine. But only because I want to see more of this place." Triss still felt a bit uncomfortable.
"And because you like dresses." Keira was more accepting and the thought of shopping excited her. She had seen the various dress of Natasha and thus couldn't wait to get her hands on them.
"Great. Let's go." Triss shot her a glare, but Pepper just chuckled. But before she left with these while leaving Liam with Fenrir, she said to Liam.
"Liam you should visit your parents. They are worried that you haven't visited them for more than a month." This made Liam stiffen as he didn't expect his parents would be that much worried about him.
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A few hours later
Liam stood in front of a familiar door, Fenrir sitting patiently beside him. The massive wolf let out a small huff, sensing Liam's hesitation. It wasn't that he didn't want to see his parents—he did. But after everything that had happened, the idea of facing them after a month without contact left him feeling oddly… nervous.
Before he could talk himself out of it, the door swung open.
"Liam!"
A woman with short, dark brown hair and warm hazel eyes immediately pulled him into a tight embrace. Olivia, his mother.
"You finally decided to show up," a deeper voice came from inside the house. Mason, his father, stood in the hallway with his arms crossed, but there was a smile on his face.
Liam barely had time to respond before Olivia pulled back and gave him a look.
"You were in the same city, Liam. The same city. And yet, did you think to visit us even once?" She placed her hands on her hips.
"I was busy," Liam started, but his father scoffed.
"Too busy for your own parents? You didn't even answer most of our calls!" Mason shook his head.
Before Liam could defend himself, Olivia's eyes suddenly landed on the massive husky sitting obediently beside him. Her expression froze.
Mason, noticing her reaction, followed her gaze—and immediately took a step back.
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