After hours and hours of walking back and forth several times, I did not come across the trail, or any kind of trail at all, to be honest. To make matters worse, it was getting colder as the night began to fall.My stomach growled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Yet another worry to add to the pile of worry that was building in my mind. "This has got to be one of the top ten dumbest decisions I have ever made," I grumbled to myself as I slumped on a rock, giving up on moving any further in the dark.There were plenty of branches around that had fallen from the trees, and I thought for a moment about making a fire and possibly cooking something over it. "Oh, get real, Mara!" I snapped as I wrapped my arms around my knees, trying to hold on to what little heat I had left. "You are not a girl scout and wouldn't know how to hunt unless it was on a good bargain for the meat you cook on your stovetop." Shivering harder, I let my mind wander back home, trying to
I gasped in pain and pulled my arm back and cradle it to my chest as the person's voice finally broke through the fear-filled haze of my mind. "Dammit, Mara. It's me, Erik.""Erik?" I breathed in disbelief."Yes. You know... your brother..." "Erik," I repeated as if that single name was my lifeline."It's okay, Mara. You're safe now," he reassured me softly. I threw myself into his arms and tried to catch my breath. Over his shoulder, I could see the two bodies still wrestling around on the ground. Their claws catching the light from the planet giving off an eerie glint as they dripped with blood. With strength that I've only seen in the movies that depicted supernatural creatures, one shadow kicked the other off him and sent it flying into the trees. With the same speed, he jumped to the immobile creature in a blink. He lifted his hand high then slashed it down towards the body. I hid my face in my brother's neck, not wanting to see the killing blow. "Tohr," my brother called out
The gentle sun was bathing my face in warmth the next morning as I awoke and found myself staring up at the same image from yesterday. A gorgeous dragon was above my head, poised and ready to roar or breathe fire. I tried to make out the symbols that circled it as I slowly sat up in the bed. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Tohr's voice came to me. I wasn't surprised, having fallen asleep with him in my room last night. He had been kind enough to keep me covered. But I really should have known there was no way he would have left me alone. "Yes, it's very beautiful," I arranged the blanket under my arms so there was no chance it would fall. My face flushed, realizing he had seen me completely naked last night when I was distraught.I looked back to the runes again to get the attention off me. The weirdest thing about the runes was that I could almost recognize them. They were tickling the inside of my brain, yet I couldn't figure out exactly where I knew them from. "We are the 'fyre'," he tr
A few minutes later, the door had banged open again and instead of the maid, I turned to find Tohr filling the doorway with a look of anger on his face. I stumbled back against the large canopy bed, suddenly fearful."What did I say, little fyre? You do not wish to take on the King. The first day of our courtship, and you already are denying my gifts!" he snarled."Wh-what gifts?" I asked."The dress I had made for you! The seamstress was up all night to make sure it was ready for you," he told me.Shame at my behavior filled me, and I dropped my eyes. "I'm sorry… I didn't know. I'm still having trouble understanding your language."That seemed to pacify him a bit. "I apologize, I should have anticipated something like that."He had opened the door and waved the woman back in. She hurried in with her eyes down and bowed low to him. She said something softly to him and was a little excited when I realized I could actually pick up individual words."Drayssnar?" I asked him.The king turn
"What the hell, Erik?" I snapped at him.I began pacing around the room over and over again. I was desperately trying to figure out how to get myself, and my brother, out of this crazy mess of a world. "Mara, please calm down and take a seat," Erik implored me. He held out a chair that was in front of the vanity and waved a hand to it. I let out a loud sigh and sat down in the chair, trying to arrange the scarves to allow me some privacy. "I know you have a million questions. So, spit them out. What do you want to know?" Erik began patiently. I gave him half a smile when his words echoed something he had said to me often while we were growing up. I would proceed to hound him with questions, and he would, just as patiently, answer them as best he could. "How did you find this place? What do the tattoos mean? What are those bear/horse/dog creatures? How far from earth do you think we are? Is there any information on when the portal opens here? Why is the king insisting on taking m
"What did you end up doing?" he asked suddenly, changing the subject.I returned his small smile with a weaker one of my own. "I studied parapsychology and cryptozoologist."Erik's mouth dropped then he tossed his head back, laughing heartedly. "I can't believe Mom and Dad let you do that!" "They were… unhappy to say the least," I replied honestly. "I'm sure that they think that I'm insane. However, we haven't spoken in many years until I came back to the portal. The one night I stayed, they pointedly ignored me."Erik's eyebrows raised, and he frowned in disapproval. "I can't believe our parents would treat you like that.""You know that we've never seen eye to eye. They never treated me the same as they did you. I was always the biggest disappointment. With you gone, I was the only child they had left to carry on the proud Corliss legacy. However, I failed to do so because I would rather chase monsters, ghosts, and UFOs rather than settle into a 'proper' job," I explained. "That's
"Oh! So, you'll disobey him to bring me here, but you won't fight him over claiming me," I pointed out. Erik's look cooled. "Because such a thing would be a fight to the death. Never get between a Draygon and his mate. More than one Draygon has died trying." I opened my mouth to argue with him, yet the seriousness of his gaze told me that I wasn't going to win. "You know you are saying that wrong," I decided to battle out since I was in the mood to be petty. "What word?" he asked. "Dragons. You are pronouncing it Dray-gone," I told him. Erik had a thoughtful look on his face. "I never really thought about it, to be honest. Nerrian is the one who helped me learn their language, and this is how he explained it." "But I thought only you and the King spoke English," I pointed out. "Nerrian. He has his ways. You'll see when you meet him. Now, are you going to correct me all day, or did you want to see the portal?" Erik asked briskly. The look I gave him told him quite clearly that
My scream echoed through the room, reverberating around the walls over and over again. Somehow the creatures were still louder as they hissed at me. Their jaws opened like a flower to the morning sun, revealing a set of teeth that would have put any proud snake to shame. Bright-yellow and deadly liquid dripped from their incisors, leaving little doubt in my mind that they were poisonous. Their sticky green bodies wiggled out to reveal an eel-like figure. It had two legs situated on the back segment that they lifted on once they were completely free of the pillow.In a panic, I searched around for something to defend myself with. But I was caught between the wall and the bed. I move towards it only to watch their heads track me and prepared to strike. Freezing, I hardly dared to breathe liking them to T-rex; the more I moved, the better they could track me. My mind raced, wondering how on earth I was going to get out of this. I had managed to be backed into a hard corner between them an
He squeezed my hand one more time before letting go. It was a small gesture, however with Treddian, who was raised in this world to not show affection to another man's woman or risk death, it was a huge step. I turned my attention to the last two people who stepped up to me and raised my eyebrows when I saw it was Ethallia and Synne. "What is it you need, my ladies?" Tohr asked them gently. "Your Majesty, we wish to plead our loyalty to the Queen, as well. Without her here, our lives would have been very different, and now we would be honored if she would accept them in return," Synne replied softly. "That is not necessary," I replied to them."Your Highness, with all due respect, you gave us our lives back and the courage to take charge of them. There is nothing we want to do more than to pledge them to you," Ethallia countered. I looked to Tohr for help. But he had stepped back and was allowing me to handle this. I stood and walked up to the ladies and took their hands. "Are yo
"Caylan," I called, getting his attention. Caylan turned and his icy blue eyes pierced through me as they started to turn slightly Draygonish. "Please… be patient… this… this is not our way, and she may end up hating you if you push too much," I pleaded with him. Caylan nodded to me. I wasn't sure if it was an agreement or acknowledgment. Either way, I was forced to stand there and watch as Caylan carried my new friend off to his 'Draygon lair'. "She will be fine, Mara. You know as well as I do, my little fyre, that a Draygon will do whatever it takes to make sure his mate gives him their heart," Tohr reminded me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "Most of all, she is safe and protected." I nodded and sighed heavily, hoping one day she would forgive me for this. I felt as if I had to feed her to the wolves.Before I could contemplate or worry about anything, else Tohr was pulling me towards the front of the hall where the thrones were and had me s
-Little fyre. I am damned proud of you. You fought him with all the fyre inside your soul. Sólas would still be after us no matter what you had done. He is the one to blame for what we are going through right now. - I gave him a small smile and tried to let his words soothe me. "Thank you for warning me," I told Caylan. "I appreciate all that you have done for us." "You do not have to thank me, Your highness. It was the least I could do after everything you both did for my people. I, however, did wish to thank you for bringing our princess back." My eyes widened. "Gabby?" As if my words summoned her, Gabby walked in like the princess she was descended from. She looked around the room. As soon as she spotted us, she made a beeline for the group, and the look on her face was one of anger. "Ohhh hell," I whispered in English. "You!" she snapped at me. "You have been back for how long? And you have not stopped to say hi?" "Gabby, I'm so sorry! I just… Ummm," I floundered for a reas
I turned and grabbed her shoulders. "Even if you weren't mated to my brother and my favorite guard, you would still belong here." The tears Ethallia was holding back burst open and poured down her cheeks. I hugged her again until the sniffing stopped, and I could tell she was feeling better. I caught bits and pieces of her thoughts, and they were just as sweet as her words. I gave her one last strong hug struggling to control my own tears.-You okay, mate? - Tohr asked concerned. -Yes, mate. I am just so happy right now. - I replied, coating my words with the love I felt for him and these people. He sent back his love letting it wash over me. -I'm so glad, my little fyre. Now hurry so I can have you in my arms again. -I laughed slightly and pulled away from Ethallia. "Alright. My own mate seems to be whining cause I'm not close. Can you help me finish this up?" I asked her, pushing at my quickly drying hair. She nodded and pushed me towards the chair. Under her quick and daft fing
I giggled breathlessly yet didn't deny either of his claims. He set me down on my feet, being sure to hold onto me until I was able to stand on my weak knees. With my head cleared of him, I realized that we were still in one of the main hallways to the castle. Anyone could have walked in and seen what we were doing. Tohr chuckled. "I'm pretty sure the whole world heard you coming, mate." His wink on the innuendo, then again knowing him it wasn't an innuendo at all, caused my cheeks to flush, and I smacked his arm. He laughed and pressed a kiss to my nose before pulling me down the hall to our room.When he opened the door, I saw Ethallia and Synne standing there waiting for me. The adjoining door to the bathroom area was open, and I could smell the scented oils they used for the bath. A wide smile crossed my face, and I practically raced to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut on their surprised faces before I jerked the veils off and practically jumped in. The water was a little t
-Green, huh? - I thought with a smile. -So apparently, my mate is a descendant of the Narhas'fa, huh? - I gave him a goofy Draygana grin. -I guess I am. Do you think you can live with that? - He smoothed his hand down my scales sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, my mate. Even if you had never been a Draygon at all I would still love you the same," he admitted before backing away and changing. As his own Draygon was released, he braced his front feet and let out a loud yell calling to his mate. Me. I braced my feet and returned the call. To anyone else, it would have sounded horrifying or scary. However, to us, it was a beautiful ballad. With one hard flap of his wings, he was off into the sky and began to circle the area waiting for me. I watched him for a moment admiring the grace with which he soared through the sky. For such a big creature, Tohr was agile and swift that I loved watching him fly. The need to join him overpowered me until I was shoving off the ground and s
I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it. -Treddian's has some Silver Draygon in him. - Tohr explained. -They sport those tiny spikes on their tails and a little mustache that comes out the sides of their nostrils. It is a rare thing nowadays to see a silver Draygon. They were obsessed about only mating with their own kind. As such, they have almost driven themselves to the brink of extinction. - Tohr explained. -I thought you guys only mated with the ones you bond with. But according to Sólas and now these silver Draygons, it seems not necessary. - I asked, suddenly remembering Sólas's words about how that wa
Quiet voices woke me slowly. They sounded close but not close enough for me to make out what they were talking about. However, even those quiet voices were not the reason I had woken up. No, my Draygana insisted that I investigate why voices were disturbing our sanctuary and why our mate was not beside us. I groaned in agitation and tried to quiet her down. -Be still, my mate. It is your brother and his mates who come to check on us and give us an update. - Tohr's voice ran through me like fingers stroking down my spine in comfort. I smiled softly and allowed him to soothe both my Draygana and me. She purred and preened, then dropped away calm now that she knew he was okay. I couldn't help rolling my eyes at her internally, then stretched, allowing myself to wake up a bit more. Realizing I was still naked, I flushed hard and looked around for something to cover myself with. I heard footsteps heading my way, and the search became a bit more frantic, not knowing who it was who would
I heard his growl once more pulled from the depths of him. His Draygon reared his head and pushing Tohr to give in to his mate. "Then you will have me, little fyre," he growled out loud, his voice sending shivers down my spine. He rose above me and locked his eyes with mine. I spread my legs wide, feeling his hard cock pressing just slightly against my dripping wet channel. I winced a little as he began to push in. I was by no means a virgin. However, I was not well experienced either. However, neither one of those men had been anywhere near as big as Tohr. Not to mention they had been a while ago. Despite how turned on I was, it was like he was my first again, and my body was struggling to allow him in. "Relax, sweeting. Your body will let me in. You are made for me," he whispered into my ear. His hands slide down my body finding my nipples and began to play with them once more. The discomfort began to slowly be replaced by pleasure as his fingers pulled and twisted at my nipples.