Thane DrogosOnce I reached the underwater cave, I shifted to fit through all the small nooks and tunnels to reach the hoard. It was located in an air bubble far beneath the surface no casual treasure hunter would ever find. And I was its protector. My crew trusted me wholeheartedly with it.I untied the large satchel from my ankle, scooping it with gold and jewels from our latest conquest. Massive piles of gold were located in every corner. A true treasure trove. And my mother kept track of every single last coin. This was finally the last trip today, so my crew could get their fair cut. At least what they requested. All surplus stayed with the hoard. Every corner of the cave glittered, flickering with light bouncing off the water. It truly was a sight no one would ever see unless I took them here myself. Even my mother hadn't seen it for herself. She missed the water, but she couldn't shift anymore after she got sick. Even her dragon tattoo had faded, but it seemed
Evie StantonMy face stung, Thane's hand closed over my shoulder. He dragged me behind him all the way back to his cabana. The crewmen stared at me. I could feel it, but I couldn't drag my eyes from my feet. I limped, stumbling over my throbbing ankle.Complaints stuck in my throat. I couldn't find my voice, and I doubt he would listen to me anyway. I could still feel his hand squeezing my face. The rage glittering in his eyes, reminiscent of when he first saw my coat of arms.I had forgotten what it looked like. The hurt. The tick in his jaw. A vein straining in his neck. The man who scared me.Last night, I was in the eye of a hurricane. A moment of peace. Unbelievable bliss. But now the storm was moving. Swirling around me and dragging me beneath crippling winds.A wall rose between Thane and me. I watched it. The moment his hand fell to his side, all empathy vanished.I didn't recognize him anymore. I don't think he recognized me, either. Every word spilled fro
Thane DrogosThat night, I stayed at Desmond's house. Unable to look at Evelyn again. I couldn't bear to see my bed and remember the night we shared. Hear her sobs as she tried to reason with me about why I should free her. If I stayed, I would have caved. The fury inside would fade away the longer I stared into her wide brown eyes.Evelyn made me soft.More reason to follow through with my plan. She threatened my crew. My family. In turn, threatened their families. No one would be safe if she went home. She knew where safehold was. Knew who I was. If Evelyn's father, Richard, knew, then he would set the entire world on fire to find my mother and me. He gutted my brothers. Strung up my father. Found and butchered every distant member of my family.With us alive, his secret, his whole lineage, and bureaucratic power were now at risk. But even with all those reasons, I hated what I would have to do with Evelyn. Serve her up on a platter to a clan of sirens. I sa
Evie StantonI was sick of feeling sorry for myself. Fuck him.Fuck everyone here. Then why couldn't I stop fucking crying? My eyes burned, cheeks wet. Katarina had tied me to a support ballast in Thane's cabin. I sat there, head bowed forward, my shirt wet from how many tears I've cried these past twelve hours. I didn't think I'd ever be the type of woman to cry after a man. Every man in my life looked at me like I was a possession. A trophy to parade around on their arm.I hated it. I hated all of them. I never let anyone in, not like I let Thane in. Then, I thought about the creature that emerged from the ocean, and I tried to be scared of it. Stand behind the awful things I said.I should be afraid of dragons. Those jagged teeth. Massive wings. Leathered skin with the gant of an apex predator. Golden horns coiled around his head like a crown. I suppose it made sense. Thane was the crown prince, and his dragon form showed it off unabashedly. The light that reflec
Thane DrogosEvelyn was something else.A woman, who can't swim, has already drowned once, dove overboard to shove the Captain of an attacking vessel into the water. I stared down at her, and she met my gaze, her own wide with realization. She cracked a smile, and I couldn't help but return one. Desmond clapped me on the shoulder, sheathing his cutlass and offering Evelyn his hand. When he pulled her to her feet, she winced, grabbing her shoulder. Blood ebbed through the white cloth on her shirt."Are you alright?" I asked, taking a step forward to look closely at her wound. Without thinking, I pushed her ringlets out of her eyes, seeing the bruise where that fucking Captain struck her. Her soft skin under my fingertips tingled, a zap of something electric coming to life between us again.It never died. I had just forgotten it.My lips pulled into a frown when I realized what I was doing. Evelyn's big doe eyes gazed at me, probably wondering what I was thinking. I took
Evie Stanton"Evelyn…I'm sorry," Thane started, his voice dropping an octave. His gaze fixed on his lap, his hat discarded on the bed. My hands started trembling, but I clenched them into fists to stop it.Not two minutes before he entered his cabin, I started crying again. I couldn't fucking help it. Overwhelmed didn't even begin to cover how I felt. I wasn't in restraints anymore, but I was still trapped. Still headed toward my death. "Sorry? You're sorry?"His eyes flittered over to me, pinning me instantly. "I am.""No." I crossed my arms, voice feeling thick again. God, I hated crying. But it seemed to be all my body wanted to do now that he was in the same room with me. So much for vowing not to cry again. "You're still going to serve me up to a clan of sirens, Thane. Sorry doesn't mean anything." He hummed in his chest. "Why did you protect us? Against Captain Charles? You knew he could kill you."I shrugged. "It seemed like the right thing to do." I paused, taki
Thane DrogosI never considered Evelyn wouldn't want to go home. How could she choose the life forced upon me when she had so much waiting for her in Avalon?Then it began to make sense. A pretty cage is still a cage. And Evelyn's wings were meant to fly.When I didn't answer her right away, she started to ramble, twisting one of her locks in her fingers. She went on and on about how much she could offer me. Maybe she could be a translator or an apprentice, but I wasn't listening. She didn't need to explain her worth to me. I already saw it. From how she asked my mother about the water filtration system to how she learned the mechanics of an anchor. Evelyn helped Shep with the livestock and watered the plants in the galley with One-Eye. I didn't ask her to learn these things or be interested in the ship, but she was.I saw.I tried to stop her from rambling, but she kept going, not noticing. Evelyn's loveliness struck me again. The soft flush on her cheeks. Those
Evie Stanton"Take off your pants, sweetheart."I could barely hear Thane's voice over the pounding of my heart. My entire body wound tight. Trapped beneath my skin, needing just enough friction to set me free. Everything felt like it was burning.Flames lapped at me like water, aching to pull me under.And I wanted it. To be thrashed beneath the surface, fighting for air when bliss encompassed me. But I wasn't there yet. Thane stopped before I could get there. A whine left my lips, and I'm sure Thane enjoyed my obvious desperation. My entire body ached with it. The weight of his body left mine at the command, and I couldn't get out of my pants fast enough. I rolled out of the bed, fumbling with my belt. Pushing my pants down, I stood completely bare in front of him. Somehow, when he looked at me, I didn't feel vulnerable, especially when he let out a throaty noise of approval. I felt powerful. "What a sight," he groaned. "How wet are you for me right now?"My