I want answers and as much as I don’t want this elf figuring out just how much power she can wield over me, I’m also not willing to let her run off by herself, possibly getting captured and put into another arena. "How did you do it?” I ask her. That feeling, the feeling of being drawn into a place of peace and happiness was beautiful. I’ve never felt like that before. “I’m an elf. We are one with nature. I would think, as the earth dragon, that you’d understand that.” She says, moving away from me and looking down the mountain. “Don’t try to escape me, Merethyl. I’ll just pluck you off the side of the mountain and bring you back up here.” “Don’t threaten me, dragon. I have no intention of remaining your prisoner or whatever this is. I need to find my brother.” “And I told you I would help you do that.” “And I told you, I don't need your help.” She says, her hands on her hips as she turns to challenge me face to face. I walk to her, putting my hands on my hips and leaning over

Never in my long life have I ever met someone as annoying as this elf. Elf princess. Because it wasn’t bad enough that she was an elf who shares my element. Now I find out she’s also a princess who not only wields my element but is most likely as powerful as I am, possibly even more so. It had taken all of my strength to stay in place when she’d thrown that tornado at me. And I know, without a doubt, if she ever tries to claim me, I’m done. There is no chance I’ll defeat her. So, I have to be very careful, making sure she never finds out how to claim a dragon. But even with the fear of being claimed, the mate bond draws me to her. Or maybe it’s just her. I’ve never met someone that is willing to go toe to toe with me. And she just keeps doing it. When she smacked my face, even in my dragon form, showing not a hint of fear, I might have fallen in love with her. She’s perfect. And it’s thoughts like those that will get me claimed. I don’t know why she’s surprised that I want to kill h

I hadn’t meant to lose control. I never lose control. But when Mere slid herself onto my cock, I almost blew my load right there. Worse, when she said she wasn’t afraid of me, I could feel the dragon pushing forward. No human could have survived the pounding that I just gave to my mate or the vibrations of pleasure that ricocheted through my body. But she took everything I gave her and if her body is any indication, she loved every fucking minute of it. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love every minute of it too. I’ve never produced the vibrations that I made with Mere, my body never experiencing the exquisite pleasure that being inside her gave me. I didn’t even know my body could do that. Now, I’ve made the fatal error of coming inside her. I feel the moment she passes out, and I hold her up, before sliding out of her. It’s too late. I warned Tana and here I am doing exactly the same thing. To be fair, I had no idea that the mate bond was so strong. I had no idea what it would be l

Once again I lost control with my mate. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of her. My hands, my mouth, my tongue. Everything about her draws me in, her scent, her taste, her screams of pleasure. And if that wasn’t enough, when we curl up in front of the fire, her body fits inside of mine perfectly. I wake to the soft sounds of footsteps and whispers. Immediately, I wake Merethyl. No one out here at this time of night is up to anything good. When I help Merethyl up, I catch their scent and I know it’s hunters. Not only can I smell the blood on them, but I can also smell the scent of metal and gunpowder. I put my finger to my lips, letting Mere know that she needs to stay quiet. Then I turn, pulling her arm over my shoulder and lifting her onto my back. I’m not sure how quiet she is, but I’m able to move through the forest undetected. I quickly move us out of the clearing where we lit the fire and I pull us up into a tree so we can watch. “How many?” She asks in my ear. I hold up a

We’re moving toward the sounds of screams and loud crying when I hear a sound that breaks my heart. It is the sound of an elf in pain, extreme pain. The sound is so high pitched that a human couldn’t hear it, but Avani does. He slaps his hands to his ears, turning to look at me, but I’m already moving past him. That sound had to come from one of my people. Someone is torturing one of my elven kin. It doesn’t sound like Yhendorn, but I can’t be sure. I burst into a room filled with people and with all sorts of shifters and supernaturals strapped to beds. In the center, is an elf. I’m not sure what’s happening but it looks like the scientists are pumping something from each of the supernaturals into the elf, and it’s obviously very painful. I begin ripping the tubes out, knowing that even if it hurts, it will hurt less than whatever they are pumping into him. Avani moves to take out the guards. The scientists rush toward the door, like they think they will escape. They will not. I tu