A gathering of three.

Alison figured she could get the door, and as everyone started shuffling off, she hoped that it was Maeve. Having the dark enchantress here meant she could finally go about and let them all know about magic. She could have gotten things done herself or with Illyana's help, but Maeve had always been better about teaching and explaining magic than she was. Alison was no slouch in the arcane arts, but her grasp of magic was pretty instinctual. While kinda fitting for green magic, it hardly helped when it came to discussing nuance and details. Maeve actually had apprentices and learned in a more traditional way, with a normal magical apprenticeship.

As Alison got near the front door, she felt her phone vibrate, and figured she'd check it. The vibrations had already let her know it was her favorite little voyeur who was probably letting her know about who was at the door.

Iris: 3? (1 blk ct, 2 nkwn htis @ gte, rl8d?)

Alison: Thank you baby.

Alison rolled her eyes as she mentally translated her daughter's abbreviated texting. At least she wasn't texting in pure emojis anymore, one thing at a time.

From what she was able to parse out, Three people were out front. Maeve was at the door and two women, possibly related in some way, were probably at the property line.
If they were pausing as soon as they set foot on the property, at least one might be magically inclined and not been here before. It'd taken a lot of work to drag up a pure green ley line and use it to power her defensive enchantments, but it made her home so magically impregnable that just beholding it tended to blind magical intruders before they even tried the defenses.

Alison put her phone away and figured she'd get a look at the two newcomers to see who they might be.

Opening the front door she found her friend Maeve's backside as she was turned away, apparently watching the newcomers.
Alison took the opportunity to check out her friend's tight ass that was currently wrapped up in a cute little black skirt that managed to toe the line between professional and sexy. God her friend's ass look delicious, and would look much better working up and down Max's nice thick cock. Alison shook her head for a moment, the talk in the kitchen from a minute ago about Max stress testing everyone's birth control had given her visions of all those delicious flat bellies swelling with her stud's seed as she was queen of his harem. That was a hard image to shake and she was definitely going to need a little help from Max to help her out. Alison cradled her round belly as her unborn daughter in her womb kicked in agreement to that idea, Alison couldn't be more proud of her already.

Finally managing to focus for a few seconds, Alison looked down her walkway to see two delicious asian sensations starting to slowly walk up. They were definitely related, same warm brown eyes, same delicious pouty lips, same obscenely wide, childbearing hips, similar large, pillowly tits making both of their tops stretch to accommodate them. Both had some sort of magical reaction, more from the mother than the daughter, who had a familiar warm green glow coming from her midsection. This just might be the girl that Tiffany had been trying to arrange a little tryst with, and her mother. Alison smiled widely as she took the two in. Perfect.

Himeko was freaking out internally. While she'd expected the stud who managed to knock up her daughter to have some sort of magical inclination, she hadn't expected to be walking in on someone who lived in a literal foci of primal green magical power. The instant she'd walked across the property line, she could feel the cloaking spell drop as she walked in on a green magic Chernobyl. She hadn't even opened and magical senses but could still feel the raw green magic radiating off the house before she even set foot off the side walk. The fact that this wasn't in the middle of a forest either, as she observed, gave Himeko an even more terrifying thought.

This wasn't a naturally occurring foci.

Someone had reached into the ground and literally pulled this up.

The amount of power behind something like that was literally terrifying. It would have taken decades for her clan back home to even attempt it, and even then probably not be able to do it even with several people burning their own souls to do it. If she didn't have her daughter there supporting her, she was liable to turn and run as best her weak legs could carry her.

Her daughter was giving her a worried look, which was understandable. Even though Hope couldn't perceive how much raw magic was downright irradiating this place, she could feel her mother stiffen. Himeko was thankful to have such an amazing daughter, and gave her best reassuring smile and began to slowly make their way up towards the house while suppressing her ability to sense the ambient magic.

Looking forward, she saw two women at the door of the rather nice house, once you got past the oppressive magical fallout. The one standing on the front step was a slight, pale woman who was dressed in some very dark colors with a dark purple blouse and a nice black skirt. The one standing behind her was just inside the house with fiery red hair and a cute floral summer dress wrapped around a rather curvy and heavily pregnant frame. Wanting to not be rude, Himeko sent out a small pulse of her most passive magical senses with her own magical fingerprint as gently as possible.

The pale woman at on the porch responded first and Himeko felt a nostalgic feeling of sensing black magics around the woman; something shifting in the shadows just out of sight, the metallic smell and sticky feeling of blood, the staticky, bubbling, drawing feeling of pure decay. All the feelings of someone steeped in black magics, but thankfully, none of the more dangerous elements like pure ****, undeath, a clawing corruption, among other senses. Himeko's own family had a good number of those who studied the darker magics, including her own father. Although this pale woman felt rather strong to Himeko's senses, that was all. Just a normal practitioner of the arcane arts with an aptitude for black magics. One that Hope seemed to recognize and was smiling at, which was an additional relief. Her daughter had a great innate sense for people.

The pregnant red-head responded a few seconds later and Himeko had to keep herself from fleeing again. This was her domain. Himeko's senses were flooded with green magic; scents of a field of flowers in spring, the grit of fertile earth between her fingers, the instinctive scents of warm leather from great beasts, and especially, warm suffusing vitality rushing through her body, especially to certain areas she loved a man to fill and maul. Primal urges that sang of vital heat, fiery embraces, and for seeds to be sown. Deeply.
Himeko had to shake her head for a moment as she pulled her mind back. The woman was a beacon of green magic, a being of pure vital green fire in human form. This was someone rare in the magical realms. A mortal who doesn't just have an aptitude for a particular magic, but generates raw, pure elemental magic naturally. No converting innate colorless mana or other manas to the right element, just raw, vital, emerald ****.
Himeko felt her spiritual senses blink a bit as she got closer and she realized that the gravid green mage's immense magical **** was slightly off. Trying to focus for a moment, Himeko noticed it. A star of pure green life magic radiating in the woman's abdomen. She wasn't just feeling the red-headed sorceress's power, but also the power of her unborn child. If Hope's child was half as strong as this woman's...

The pale black mage and red-headed green mage both felt Himeko's magical greeting. A riot of magical signals washed across their senses; the smoky scent of standing over a campfire, the warming heat of laying in the sun on a cold day, the scent of an herbal garden in spring, but especially a familiar shifting in the shadows but with the feeling that something just out of sight was hungry, and the feeling of cold water rushing past their ankles with the sound of crashing waves in the distance. Both magical ladies were able to feel that while the asian milf had some aptitude in all areas, though especially in blue and black magics, she was very weak. Most other magical practitioners they knew would be vastly stronger then the curvaceous milf that was being helped up to the front door.
Maeve in particular had an inkling as to why the asian milf felt so weak and if so, someone was breaking a big rule of blood magic.

Himeko and Hope finally made it to the landing before the two women there with Hope speaking up first.

"Hello Maeve, It's wonderful to see you here." the college co-ed spoke up first.

"Hello Hope, I'm glad to see you in the daytime. I'm Maeve, by the way." Maeve said as she reached out to greet the somewhat overwhelmed milf that Hope had helped up the stairs.

"Hello, I'm so sorry, I'm just a little... distracted. I'm Himeko, Hope's mother. We were hoping to find a 'Max Adder' here, I think we might have a few things to discuss?" she greeted, hoping she didn't offend the sorceresses before her.

The mysterious red-head's smile widened as she took in the three women on her doorstep. If Max was right there, she would have climbed on his dick right there in thanks. The circumstances were so perfect that she even thought that her Lady might have nudged these two sexy asians onto her doorstep herself. Either way, Max was going to get a very large 'thank you' later, and she was definitely going to give a little thank you ritual to her Lady later.

"Hello, Yes, I'm his aunt, Alison Skye, why don't you come in. I was about to have a little family talk anyways and I think you might be involved in that." Alison smiled at the asian milf before stepping aside and waving them all in.

Maeve noticed a glint in Alison's eye and knew whatever happened in the next few hours, it was going to be a little crazy.

Himeko and Hope smiled at each other as they walked into the Skye house, things were going far better than expected.