ログインDerick has never lost at anything, until Ciel steps onto the ice and steals his spotlight, his legacy, and his peace of mind. Determined to expose the golden boy as a fraud, Derick stages a seduction, complete with roses and fake confessions. But Ciel doesn't fall. He sees right through the act and leaves Derick humiliated, shouting into the cold night air. When a cruel twist forces them into a close partnership, Derick's fake feelings begin to feel terrifyingly real. Now, he must choose: destroy the only person who makes him feel alive, or burn down his own family's empire to save him. On the ice, love is a dangerous game, and falling means breaking more than just bones.
もっと見る***This is Book 4 of the Elemental Dragon series. While this book can be read as a standalone novel, it is meant to be read as part of a series. References will be made to events in the other books without specific explanation in this book. If you would like to read the series from the beginning, start with The Arena.**
I wake up alone to the shouts coming from just outside the main doors of the school. We opened our doors three months ago and everything was great…for about five minutes.
Who knew that including all shifters, elves, and our current residents of laboratory created dragons and hybrids could cause so much chaos? Not only that, who knew that in our very first year, that we’d have to start a waiting list? I had no idea that a university for shifters was so desperately needed. We’ve already started plans to build an addition to the main hall and to build out a separate laboratory for Everett, moving his current medical space out of the main hall and giving us a couple more rooms for students.
The general ages for the students are between fifteen and twenty-four, not including those born as dragons, they can start as early as age two. The top age will change over time because it will depend on when the shifter, elf, or dragon finds their mate. As part of the curriculum that Zephyr, Everett, and I put together, we agreed that each mated couple will need at least one more year in the university to work through the challenges of being mated to a different species. Based on the current interactions that I’m having to mediate daily, I’m wondering if it shouldn’t be two years.
I quickly get dressed and head out of my bedroom. There are only two bedrooms on the first floor, mine and Everett’s, my mate. I would love nothing more than to have one bedroom for the two of us, but he hasn’t claimed me, and he told me that he won’t, because he feels that I deserve someone stronger, someone better. What he doesn’t realize is that there will never be anyone else for me. A dragon gives their heart once and only once. He has mine and he always will, even if he chooses to cast it aside.
As I walk through the main entry area, I hear a crash and yelling outside.
“Lab Dragon!”
“Uppity, arrogant elf!”
I recognize the two voices, Daichi is the dragon and Fenian is the elf. Lab dragon has become a very derogatory term for the dragons that aren’t technically ‘real’ dragons, but they aren’t hybrids either. Daichi was created in The Chief’s lab with Avani’s DNA. Fenian comes from Yhendorn’s elven troupe, a pure elf.
As I walk outside, I feel the earth begin to shake with Daichi’s anger. Fenian begins laughing.
“You don’t actually think that your pathetic attempts to move the earth are going to bother me, do you?” Fenian says, pulling on the earth under Daichi’s feet. Elves can manipulate the earth just as easily as earth dragons, which is probably why Avani is mated to an Elven princess.
Daichi was born a dragon and hasn’t yet shifted. None of the laboratory created dragons have, but they are all getting close and the closer they get, the more moody and temperamental they become.
I turn, looking at Ancalagon, who is just laying in the sun like nothing is wrong.
“Ancalagon? A little help?”
He lifts his head and looks at the two arguing.
“You’re a full-blooded dragon, Kaylani, I’m sure you can figure it out,” he says, before laying his head back down.
I feel my blood boiling at his callousness. He’s the Alpha of dragons, the Alpha of Alphas, and every one of these shifters would have to respond if he chose to act like a leader. Instead, he’s acting like a moody teenager.
I growl, just as Ajax comes running up. Ajax is also an earth dragon, but he’s a hybrid. He was born a human and was given Avani’s DNA along with the DNA of an elf, making him a shifter with a very powerful manipulation of the earth. Everett identified that his primary DNA was dragon and Ajax had his first shift several months ago. Since then, he’s become adept at shifting and at manipulating the earth element.
“Knock it off, you two,” he says. Ajax is one of Everett’s adopted sons and he’s become something of a leader in the school. Unlike Ancalagon who should be leading the school and refuses, Ajax has taken his role as leader very well and he handles the stress of being in charge excellently. Because of his strength, he and Ancalagon have become friends. I keep hoping that Jax will wear off on Cal, but so far, it hasn’t happened.
“Make me,” Fenian says snidely.
Ajax flicks his fingers and sends Fenian flying backward. He’s up and ready to fight in an instant, some of the other elves jumping in too, but I douse them with water, literally washing them out.
“ENOUGH!” I roar. “You know the rules. There is no fighting. Fenian, this is your last warning and Yhendorn will be hearing about this.”
“He started it,” he says, pointing at Daichi.
“And yet, he stopped when told to,” I say.
Fenian snarls, baring his teeth and beginning to stalk me. Seriously kid?
I don’t know what he was planning, but the ground shaking behind us because of another dragon landing stops him. Unfortunately for Fenian, I already knew that Kenna was in the air, carrying her mate on her back. King Yhendorn slides off of Kenna’s back, but he doesn’t have a chance to confront Fenian before Kenna has him pinned to the ground with her claws.
I hear Daichi snicker, and I turn, growling at him.
“Find somewhere else to be and take this as a warning. If you continue to end up in fights, you’ll find yourself kicked out of the school,” I snarl.
Even in his dragon form, I can see the shock and hurt on his face. Unlike Fenian, Daichi has no where else to go. I know that he didn’t start this, he has too much to lose. But I can’t allow the dragons to think that they can fight with the other factions and get away with it just because they have nowhere to go.
Ancalagon growls, finally getting interested in the argument because, by his estimation, I threatened one of his dragons.
“You overstep, Kaylani,” he says, and Kenna slams a fireball in his face.
“If you had stepped in earlier, Ancalagon, none of this would have happened. If you want to place blame, look in the mirror,” she tells him, still holding Fenian on the ground.
He roars at the two of us then leaps into the air, calling to the other dragons. Thirteen dragons lift up into the air and even Ajax looks longingly after him, feeling the pull.
“You may as well go too,” I say to him, just as Kano and Keagan react to Ancalagon’s call. The three of them leap and shift, following him to the east where the sun is rising.
“Don’t let the humans see you this time,” I yell at them.
I hear a sad cry and turn to see Naida, my adopted daughter, shifted, but unable to fly. She recently shifted for the first time into a water dragon. I walk over to her, cooing at her and soothing her so she doesn’t continue to feel Ancalagon’s call to join him. In the distance, I can hear my sister doing the same for her adopted daughter, Nova. Nova has the fire dragon DNA, but she and Zephyr bonded the first time they met. Nova is too young to shift, so the call would be painful to her and when she gets angry enough, Zephyr roars for Ancalagon to stop and thankfully, he listens to his mother.
“Well, that’s one way to start a morning,” Tesha says. She's one of the hybrids that my brilliant mate saved and she walks out of the main hall with Everett.
“Are you okay, Kaylani?” he asks walking up to me and stroking his hand down my arm. I wish he would take me in his arms, hold me, just because he needs to touch me, but he won’t.
“I’m a dragon, of course I’m fine,” I say and turn, watching as Yhendorn speaks to his troupe member.
I look back at Everett and he’s watching Ancalagon flying off in the distance as he strokes Naida, helping to soothe her.
“What is it, Everett?”
Unconsciously, he pulls me to him as he focuses on Ancalagon. I revel in his touch, leaning into him while I have this moment.
“I need to convince Cal to come in for testing. His personality is changing, and I want to know why.”
“He’s in his teenage, defiant time of life,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around him and sighing as he does the same to me.
“I think it’s more than that,” he says, making me focus on him.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not sure and I won’t know until he agrees to let me run some tests on him.”
I turn and look at Ancalagon. It will be a cold day in hell before Cal will allow Everett or anyone to run tests on him again.
“Kaylani, is Fenian allowed to continue in the school?” Yhendorn asks me.
“It’s his last warning, Yhendorn. If he starts a fight again, he’s out. And if he ever thinks of attacking me again, I’ll make sure he understands that the earth has no power against water.”
“I didn’t start it, Daichi did,” Fenian insists.
“I don’t tolerate liars, Fenian. And I’m not stupid enough to have a school without cameras. Shall we replay the events that happened in the last 30 minutes for King Yhendorn and Queen Kenna?” Everett asks him. My mate may be human, but he never, ever backs down from these supernaturals. He has also learned how to get the better of them by using his incredible mind, rather than the strength that he doesn’t have and they all pull from.
“No sir,” Fenian pouts.
“A good decision, Fenian. As punishment for today, you’ll have to help me in the laboratory,” Everett tells him.
I watch Fenian turn an unpleasant shade of green. Everett makes sure that cleaning the laboratory is the grossest punishment that it can possibly be.
“So, what will it be, Fenian?” Everett asks.
Fenian gags but walks toward Everett. “I’ll clean.”
“A good choice.”
DERICK'S POVThe morning after the exhibition, I woke up with a plan.Not the kind of plan that involved blackmail or evidence or press conferences. A simpler one. A better one. For the first time in weeks, I wanted to do something that had nothing to do with survival. Something that was just for us.I slipped out of bed before Ciel woke, careful not to disturb him. He murmured something in his sleep but didn't stir. I pulled on my jacket and walked to the kitchen, where Leo was already sitting with a cup of coffee."You're up early," he said."I need your help."He raised an eyebrow. "With what?""A date."Leo stared at me. Then he laughed. "You want me to help you plan a date?""Is that funny?""A little." He set his cup down. "What do you need?"I told him. A quiet spot by the frozen lake. A basket with food. A blanket. Nothing fancy. Just something real.Leo nodded slowly. "I know a place. It's about a mile from here. Secluded. No one will bother you.""Perfect.""Take the trail b
DERICK'S POVIt was past midnight, the campus dark and silent around us. The only light came from the moon through the high windows, casting long shadows across the ice. We'd snuck out of the cabin after everyone else had gone to sleep, unable to quiet our minds enough to rest."I can't stop thinking about tomorrow," Ciel said, lacing up his skates on the bench. "The exhibition. The press. Everything.""Me neither." I sat beside him, my own skates already on. "That's why we're here."He looked at me, his gray eyes soft in the dim light. "You know me too well.""I try."We stepped onto the ice together, our blades carving into the frozen surface. The sound echoed through the empty arena, sharp and clean. For a moment, we just skated, no routine, no pressure, just the simple joy of moving together.Then Ciel stopped in the center of the rink and turned to face me."Let's run the finale," he said. "One more time. Just to prove we can.""We've run it a hundred times.""Then once more."I
DERICK'S POVMy mother.The word echoed in my head, hollow and strange. I'd spent my whole life without one, building walls around the empty space where she should have been. My father never spoke of her. The few photographs I'd found were hidden away, locked in drawers I wasn't supposed to open. I'd learned early not to ask questions. Not to want things I couldn't have.And now she was standing in front of me, clapping like she'd just watched a particularly good show."Hello, Derick," she said again. "You were wonderful out there."I couldn't move. Couldn't speak. Ciel's hand found mine, his grip steady and warm."Who are you?" I managed."I told you. I'm your mother." She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the concrete. "Elena Blackwood. Though I believe your father had me erased from the family records.""You left.""I was taken from you." Her smile faded, replaced by something harder. "Your father couldn't stand the thought of me influencing you. He said I was too soft, to
DERICK'S POVThe first lift nearly killed me.Not literally, but close enough. Ciel had been patient, explaining the mechanics for the tenth time while I stood on the ice, my legs already burning from two hours of edge work. He made it look effortless when he demonstrated, his body arcing through the air like it weighed nothing. Then he'd land, glide back to me, and say, "Your turn."I'd grab his waist, try to hoist him, and we'd both end up in a heap on the ice."You're thinking too much," Jess called from the boards. "Stop analyzing and just do it.""I am doing it.""You're lifting with your arms. Use your legs. Your core. Everything."I tried again. Ciel jumped. I caught him. For one glorious second, he was airborne, suspended above me, his gray eyes wide with surprise. Then my skate caught an edge, and we went down.He landed on top of me, his elbow in my ribs, his breath warm against my face."You almost had it," he said."I almost died.""Same thing."I laughed, despite the pain
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