One month laterPepperMy body shakes so hard my teeth rattle. I can't get warm and don't remember being warm for so long now. I've been in this dark cold room for weeks and much of that time I've had a fever.The night my world changed, Henry and another man came and took me from my bed about an hour after Tahr warned me of the punishment. I wasn't asleep when they arrived and I was almost relieved to find out so quickly what my penance would be. The relief faded after a few days with nothing but straw on a cold floor. Well, two buckets in the corner-one with water and one for waste. Tears ran down Henry's face as they escorted me here. I shudder with another chill and feel heartache over what he was made to do.I've been fed regularly, but two days ago my illness took away all desire for food. I hear mice skittering around as they enjoy the last tray that was slid under the door. This tiny cell has become a living nightmare. I won't survive much longer and I've made my peace.Henry
Tahr"Meagan, I'm sorry," the soft whisper wakes me."What the hell," I mutter into the semi-dark room as I look around for the person who spoke. I roll over and of course Meagan isn't there. The voice was so real-husky and melodic at the same time. Maybe I'm losing my mind. I laugh and the sound echoes off the walls. It's been a month since my visit to Bastian's lair. I need to go there again. Occasionally, I fly around my territory, but it doesn't relieve the loneliness as much as I would like. Seven months without Meagan and now I'm hearing damned voices.For some reason, Pepper enters my mind. I've seen no sign of her since I told Henry to keep her away from me. I'm hoping she's been put on laundry duty and too tired to sneak through my chambers. Whatever her punishment, a month is probably long enough for her to suffer. I'm sure she's learned her lesson by now. I hate to admit that I actually miss the scurrying glimpses I caught every so often.Since the night I banished Pepper f
TahrFinally, an older woman arrives. Her hair gray, she's short and bosomy wearing a blue mid-calf length dress. I've seen her before but don't remember her name. She stares at the floor and nervously wrings her hands. I can smell her fear and my ire intensifies. I treat my people well and I would swear she thinks I kick puppies on a daily basis. I have no time to waylay her qualms, though I try very hard not to growl as I speak. "Start a bath and be sure the water is tepid. I need to lower her temperature and get her clean." The woman's eyes shoot upward and go directly to the bundle I hold in my arms. I see the moment she recognizes Pepper in my arms as tears slide down her cheeks and she doesn't move. I don't have time for this either. I pull Pepper a little tighter against me, hold back the flames that are working their way up my throat, and try a gentler tone. "She's in bad shape and I need your help. We must hurry."The woman jerks her gaze from Pepper to me. Her eyes narrow an
PepperI'm warm... and it feels so good. The heat at my back reminds me of one of the large stoves used in the kitchens. I take a deep breath and my chest aches slightly, but not as bad as it had. If I were dead, I don't think it would continue to ache at all. My head feels fuzzy and I'm very tired. It doesn't stop me from remembering the nightmare of the dungeon cell. Whatever nice dream I'm having needs to continue. This is so much better than the dark and cold."Meagan," someone whispers in my ear as a large, warm hand covers my breast.My eyes pop open and I notice three things at once. I'm in the dragon's bedroom, his hand is covering my breast, and something hard is poking into my back. I'm lying beneath soft linen and it's Tahr who's causing the heat."Meagan?" It's a question this time.I have no way to answer and I'm very frightened of what he will do when he discovers I'm here in his room and that I'm not Meagan. I don't have long to wait because he jumps from the bed which
PepperBetty's arms loosen and she leans away a bit. She rubs her fingers gently across my cheek in reassurance. Her tender smile lightens my shame as she places a finger out and gives me the sign to wait. I nod and watch her leave the room. I can't look at Tahr again. The last thing I want is his pity.Betty returns a moment later holding my most precious possession. I stare at the delicately shaped gold with an uncomfortable burst of emotion. I love it because Meagan gave it to me and it's always hid my lack of hair. I lift the gold from Betty's hands and simply hold the cold metal for a moment.The dragon clears his throat and I look at him. "You're beautiful without the hair covering, don't let it bother you."I don't believe him. Meagan was beautiful. I look nothing like her. Slowly I lift the headpiece and place it over my baldness. It's cold and familiar. This isn't the first one Meagan had made for me. As I grew, she had the piece resized or another made from scratch and alway
TahrI used my magic to put her to sleep because I needed time to gather my thoughts. With her awake the strange magical current between us intensifies. There is a similar connection between a dragon and his bride, but nothing this strong. No matter how crazy it sounds, she has her own magic and it resonates with mine. This should be impossible.I remove my pants and jump from the bedroom perch. The imbalance I feel sends my thoughts back to the time before the curse. A time I rarely think of because it causes such deep pain.My parents loved me and as the humans of the earth realm would say, I was raised with a silver spoon in my mouth. I was repeatedly told I came from the mightiest lineage of dragons and had to live up to my birthright. I was third in line to the throne-a royal child by right of royal birth.My parents were protective and also spoiled me rotten. Bastian, Laryn, and Sarn were not in my life when I was younger. My uncle Drakon, who ruled the silver dragons, felt othe
Tahr"Hah," Bastian said as he launched himself. "Blue is a sissy color, red is better."I stood with Sarn as we watched them streak around, charge each other, and then miss by mere inches in an astonishing display of dexterity."I suppose it was your father who put the silver-is-better crap into your head," Sarn said beside me."It was actually my Uncle Drakon," I replied."I've heard of him. My father doesn't like him much." My father didn't like his brother much either, but I wasn't going to tell Sarn that. "Drakon is a mighty warrior."Sarn only grunted. "Do you want to fly?"As much as I wanted to breathe. "Yes.""Then let's join them. Do you breathe smoke yet?""Yes.""Well at least you have that going for you. Bastian thinks he's hot shit because he can do it better than me and Laryn. Let's see what you got."We took off and when I was higher, I pushed out more smoke than I had previously had luck with."Not bad," called Bastian from above me. "I think you're better at it t
TahrA few hours later, thunder and lightning filled the sky. I'd never seen anything like the angry display of fierce weather. Then as suddenly as it began, all went quiet. A woman's harsh voice swelled within our heads until the pain was so great we fell to our knees. My eyes were tightly shut with my hands covering my ears. A female voice rang bitterly through my mind until I thought my head would explode.The Goddess cursed us and we could do nothing. One-hundred-thousand years for the sins of my uncle. Each word of the curse was more painful than the last. When her voice stopped, the sun shown for the first time since the death of our parents. We didn't fully understand the depth of the Goddess's hatred. After vomiting our guts up, we tried to appear brave by joking about her wrath. Love for some human bride was the least of our worries. It seemed minor after everything we'd lost.Days later we all became violently ill again. The Goddess had told us to choose the first to claim a
Flora "I'm Acasia." She gestures behind her. "This is Bastian. We're very pleased to meet you. We just didn't expect you after what Jewel told us." I drop her hand and interlock my fingers in front of me so maybe I won't strangle her son in front of her. "I didn't expect to be here either," I reply honestly. "Mother." We all turn to Ashrac. "I'm in the middle of a kidnapping here and it would be better if we had this conversation another time. I haven't gotten to the having my wicked way with her part yet." My elbow slips and lands directly in his ribs. My cheeks burn. Boiling oil's too good for the ratfink. His father steps closer, his expression filled with concern and more than a touch of anger. "Flora, I will take you back to Earth if you wish to return." A loud rumbling growl leaves Ashrac's throat. "She is my mate, Father. No one will be taking her anywhere but me." Bastian's eyebrows arch. I'm guessing Ashrac doesn't usually speak to his parents this way. Decisions, dec
FloraMy eyes peel open to sunshine. I'm in Ashrac's room, in his bed, and he isn't. I look around and still no Ashrac. I stretch my arms and I'm about to rise from the bed when a shadow passes in front of the window from the balcony. Dragonbreath went for a flight without me. We'll be discussing this after he comes back to bed and welcomes the new day with me like he should have.The dragon's shadow shifts to a smaller human than Ashrac and before I can put together what human it is, Jewel pops her head in the window. She looks at me questioningly. I pull the cover over my bare breasts that were perky and waiting for my mate. "Come in," I say because what else can I do? The strange expression on her face isn't what I'm expecting, and for a moment I wonder if I should have read more into her friendship with Ashrac.She sits on the end of the bed and continues staring at me."Is there something you need?" I ask.She gives a small smile that in no way reaches her eyes. "Ashrac sent me t
FloraI've chosen my mate and so has my eagle. I can no longer fight that he's the one. Seeing Ashrac with the kids melted my heart and changed something deep inside me. Ashrac caring about the humans and trying to make their lives better blew my world apart.He's about to do it again.His body against mine is firm, powerful, and incredibly sexy. His muscles ripple beneath my touch. I'm barely able to think and what I'm thinking is that I should tell him I've never done this before. Then, he releases my mouth and his lips travel down my body, kissing every inch of flesh along the way. I stop thinking at all and just feel. His tongue circles my bellybutton before dipping inside. I actually giggle over the sensation. My fingers go to his glorious hair and I pull slightly to make him stop. His head comes up and he's grinning. There are also flames dancing in his eyes and all I can think of is sensual fire.He lowers his mouth back to my flesh and continues on his merry way. Flames lick a
AshracA light bulb went off in my brain at the table. It was the strangest feeling. The bulb then exploded into a million shards and sent an electrical current throughout my body. The feeling's been described to me many times, but I had no idea how instantly my world would change.Flora is my mate.My mind knows and my body knows. It no longer matters what her clothes hide. It no longer matters that she turned me green or that she hasn't told me about being an eagle shifter.She's mine.I have no idea how or why it happened, but it did and nothing will stand between me and this woman. No mountains or dragons or Goddesses.Flora follows us as we walk to the lab. The kids don't bother shifting to fly because she's here and they have no idea she has her own wings. I'm actually proud that they're considering her feelings. We enter the lab and I walk over to my latest experiment. The electrical circuit is within a plastic shield made up of melted cell phone glass. I have cell phone batter
PepperBotan gives me sad eyes and says, "Something smells really good and I'm a very hungry growing dragon."Cute is not a good enough word. I like this little guy."No," Ashrac says with a frustrated look. "Your mother will expect you home."Inside my head I'm calculating how much more food I need to make. "Okay," I say aloud, "I'm not cooking this alone so if you help, you can eat with us."Cheers go up at the same time Ashrac raises his hands in defeat. "It's on you," he says to me. "They'll eat me out of house and home and leave a huge mess behind."Kettle, black? "Why don't you run off to your little lab? We'll handle dinner.""Fine." He spins and marches off grumbling."Botan and Rotan, you're in charge of setting the table. Drayce, Ejder, I need you peeling potatoes. Zara and Zora you're backup and will be doing what's required to get this meal on the table. Right now I need more meat and potatoes brought up from the cellar."The kids hop to it and we have a meal for six growi
FloraI slog into a dense part of forest and remove my sopping clothes. I tie them into a small wet package that I can carry in my beak. My shifting powers are different than conventional shifters because I need words to start the process. I whisper the sacred words in my head that my mother taught me and her mother taught her. The world goes from blurry to crystal clear. In human form, without my glasses, I can see for miles if the view is unobstructed. Close up is another matter; all eagle shifters are far sighted when in human form. Shifting to eagle brings everything into focus."Stupid dragon," I mumble in my head as I scoop up the bundle and fly out of the tree line. I can't help turning and flying over the lake. There he is deep in the water bathing, thank the goddess. At least when he flies me back to my realm he won't smell like a dirty old shoe.I don't think about what I'm doing, it just kind of happens. He plunges his soapy head into the water and I swoop back around. My g
AshracShe's been hiding from me. Now that I've seen her eyes I know there's more. Taking her to the lake to bathe is the only way I can think to see her naked body and decide for myself if she's worthy of mating a red dragon. I catch sight of myself in the lake as we fly over; Flora is riding in the saddle. Maybe the green will wash off.She's right about bathing, though. I do smell. I would say it's not a normal condition, but when I'm engrossed in a project, I forget about everything, including food and especially bathing. My mother still smacks me upside the head when she visits and I'm filthy. She also feeds me.Flora has no fear of being on my back. She's an eagle and I'm still flummoxed that I didn't know she was a shifter. I sensed her magic from the beginning but there are so many kinds. From precognition to witchcraft to vampires and weres it just never occurred to me that she could shift. Our children would be double shifters and could choose which form to take. Not that th
FloraHe's consuming me-his mouth, his touch, his very presence. The world around us stops revolving, or at least it feels that way. It's as if I've been waiting for his lips my entire life. They're firm where mine are soft. I consume right back. He plays with my mouth and I realize he understands the finer finesse of kissing. Who would have guessed that an egotistical megalomaniac would take the time to learn to kiss a woman properly? He explores my lips like they're an exotic treasure. When he bites my bottom lip, I open for him and he accepts my invitation. His tongue twirls and parries with mine. His head moves slightly and he pulls me closer to deepen the kiss. I swear my brain rolls out of my head, across the floor, and out the door.There's something else going on too. His incredible body, which is now fully pressed against mine, burns a trail of fire everywhere we touch. My hands go to his forearms and they're as big as my thighs but not soft at all. He's pure corded muscle wi
AshracI haven't provided any and maybe that's what this woman is upset about. Interesting. I'll have to think more on it. Without the glasses, she's passably pretty. Maybe if I could see her entire body, she would be a lot more interesting.Bowls hit the small side table off the kitchen. Eating in this room should be done by servants, which I don't have, so I guess I can lower myself to eating in the kitchen as long as the woman will be here too. Flora, that's her name. She might like it if I called her by her name."Flora," I say louder than I intended to. She jumps and turns in my direction. "Does it bother you if I eat like this?" I make a motion with my hands to show her I mean my naked body. Her eyes go straight to my big green appendage that isn't at its most attractive at the moment even with its great size. She keeps staring until I startle her again. "You like it?"Her eyes snap to mine and her face goes from yellow to red in mere seconds. "It's, um, very nice as far as gree