Should Marcus leave? Or stay?
Marcus carried me up the stairs and back toward our room. He wanted me to be comfortable, and even with the medicine drip trailing behind us, he never seemed bothered by it. I cursed myself for being turned on at such a terrible time. I had some reaction to wolf's bane coursing my body, my thigh healing from a wolf attack, and everything the man did turned me on. Closing my eyes, I envisioned all of this going away. Being able to live on the pack land, taking my G.E.D and going to college like I always wanted Marcus with me. I swung my head from one side to the other and glanced back at Emily. She wore a worried face, one hand curled underneath her growing belly as she climbed the stairs. Gab stayed behind with Heather, helping with the training for killing the lycans. Marcus kicked open our door, sat me on the bed, and positioned the medicine drip beside me. I sighed as my head rested against the pillow. "Thank you," I said. He handed me a bottle of water and sat down beside
I found Heather standing in the courtyard of the kingdom, with all the dragons, lycans, and wolves standing around ready to leave for their attack. Scotty stepped out from the midst of the group. "About time," he said, giving me a once over. "We've been waiting for you." I motioned for Heather to come over. She walked over, armor over her chest, a concerned look on her face. "You're not coming?" she asked. She obviously picked up on more clues than Scotty. Scotty glared at me. "You're backing out?" "I want to come," I said. "More than anyone. But, Lilly thinks Jason is luring us there so he can come here and get her. I think she's right. She's spent her entire life with him, and she knows him better than any of us. I think I need to stay." Heather wrapped her arm around the strap of her armor and nodded. "I understand. I'll leave a few of our most skilled dragons behind. I'll have them stationed in the castle." "Thank you," I said. Scotty sighed. "Jory hasn't replied to any of
I startled awake. Sitting up in bed, I quickly realized I wasn't in the same bed as the night before. This room was grand, built for royalty, and when I caught a glimpse at the royal crest on the wall, I figured it was meant for The Dragon King. Blaire tickled my foot, and I glanced over at her eating an apple. She smiled. "Big room, isn’t it? Fancy schmancy stuff. This was The Dragon King's Room." She offered me her half-eaten apple. I shook my head and noticed a bowl of oatmeal on the nightstand. "Is that for me?" "I guess so. It was here when I got here." I reached over and grabbed it, taking a bite of the mushy goodness. "Where is everyone?" "Marcus went downstairs to see the two dragons on duty. He'll be back in a minute." I continued my oatmeal, feeling a slight chilly breeze against my skin. Blaire stalled, staring off into space. She swallowed the food in her mouth. "Is the balcony door open?" I asked. "It's freezing in here." Blaire slowly shook her head. "No, it's clo
I deserved that. By the looks of Luther's bruises and demeanor, I really deserved it. For an alpha to have bruises, and them not heal immediately, meant they'd forced-fed him wolf's bane, or continuously beat him. I wouldn’t be surprised if it were both. Lilly gasped as Luther slugged me, sending me stumbling against the doctor's bed where she sat. I caught myself with one hand on either side of her and chuckled humorlessly for a moment. "Okay. I deserved that," I said, turning to face him, but he hit me again. Lilly shrieked. "Stop it! Please!" The dragon doctor cursed under his breath and stepped back with his palms in the air, bandages hanging from each hand. But Luther was on a rampage. I blocked his second punch, and gripped his wrist, seeing his wolf skimming the surface. His eyes were blazing. "Luther, I deserved the first one. I'm not going to hold back if you hit me again, or sit there and get the crap beat out of me." Luther chuckled, and snatched his hand away from me
When I woke up after my nap, I felt better. The ache in my thigh had subsided, only the fuzzy aftermath of a mid-day nap. I slipped out of the covers, wobbling over toward the door, I opened it and noticed two dragons standing on the other side. "Hi," I said softly. "Um, I'm getting hungry. Do you know where Marcus is?" The blonde dragon stepped forward, offering me his arm. "We'll go find him. Dinner is probably finished, we can grab some food with you." I looped my arm through his, and leaned a majority of my weight onto him, not that he seemed to notice. Dragons were big, bigger than most wolves, taller at least. The closer we walked toward the dining hall, the louder the voices grew. Nerves raced down my spine. I didn't like crowds, but my stomach wasn't going to let me walk away from this one. The dragon led me down a long hallway, underneath a stoned arch, but we stopped when someone growled. The dragon turned quickly, bringing me with him. Marcus stood in the doorway to wha
Beneath Lilly's eyes looked heavy and dark, like she hadn't had a good night's rest in a while. I hated everything about not being able to protect her. That was my job. One of my only jobs as her mate besides pleasing her, was protecting her. And I was failing miserably. Jason was using Hex to get into Lilly's dreams. What could I do? Force her to stay awake? They had our witch doctor that helped us with the supernatural that we didn't understand. They had our weapon and were using him against us. Luther had put me in charge, and I refused to bother him while he tried to heal. It was my chance to prove to him that I could be trusted for this if the situation ever happened again and I was needed in the future. Lilly hung tightly to me as I carried her toward Heather's room. I figured Scotty was inside, but I didn't care enough to stop. I needed to understand the dreams, and why The Dragon King was in them. I'd thank him if he ever did come back, he saved Lilly, but I didn't want h
The dragon kissed the top of my head when Marcus picked me up to carry me back to bed. I smiled at him, noticing his kind eyes, a true gentle giant. It was the middle of the night, and the moon looked so delicately placed above the castle. If the circumstances weren't so raw, and heavy, I would have asked to stay outside to admire it. But the aftermath of my dream felt like nails against my skin. Knowing Alaric was there soothed me a little, but I knew Jason was conniving and savvy. What if Alaric didn't stop him next time? He didn't care when Zane Cavil took me. What if Marcus couldn’t wake me? Resting my head on his shoulder, I watched Heather give me a small wave and walk back toward her chambers. Where she would spend a normal night with her boyfriend. Not me, because mine was afraid to break me after marking me. The wolf's bane looked better than before, but not healed all the way. My thigh still ached, but not as bad as my need for Marcus. My need for normality. He carried
The look of joy on her face made my wolf happy. She nearly ran toward the infirmary to see Susan. After she expressed her feelings to me the night before, I had no option but to make her happy. It was part of my duty as a mate. To please her. Make her feel wanted, loved, and understood. I did understand her need to kill Jason. Her need to hurt him made sense, but my wolf didn't want to hear that. My wolf wanted to hurt Jason. To make him pay for taking my mate, and hurting her. However, he'd made a greater impact on her, because she'd been stuck there with him. Promised to him like some prized trophy. Rolling my neck, I jogged over toward Scotty and Heather. Blaire stood to the side of the courtyard, staring after me. I wanted Lilly to tell me what she said, but I also didn't want to press her. Lilly was fragile, but she seemed to be sweet, and innocent. If Blaire asked her not to do something, she wouldn't do it. "About time. You're worse than Luther and Blaire," Scotty said unde