The clunk of a coffee cup had me lifting my head from my notes that I had been pouring over for days now to no avail. When Erik had originally gone missing, I had found the answer to opening the portal in the dark, dusty library of a rural town in England. However, the notes had, once again, not given me any new information that I could use to reopen the portal before the ten years. That long wait had been extremely difficult. But now, with Tohr and everyone else that I had left behind added to it, the wait was nearly impossible. The last six months had been torture. I felt like a limb had been completely cut off, and just relearning to function was harder than anything else I had ever done.Unable to handle the mass amount of failure that I had achieved trying to find a way to open the portal, I had turned my attention to something else. Retracing our roots to find out if there was a possibility that we could have come from Draygons. My findings were extremely fascinating to me, and I
"Damn it, Mara. Who the hell taught you to hit like that?" he shouted in a nasal voice, still holding his nose trying to stem the bleeding. I shrugged almost bashfully. "Ummm, honestly, I think it was you." He grumbled under his breath and pulled a piece of cloth out of his back pocket. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt along with a pair of sneakers that I knew were not standard issue in Draygonia."What the hell are you doing here? How did you get here? Have you seen mom and dad? Are you here alone? What happened?" I began to fire off a list of questions as quickly as they appeared in my head. "Whoa," he replied, wiping his nose. "I'll answer all your questions in a minute. But first… let's get out of this library. Something is watching us, and that is the first thing we need to discuss." Unable to take my eyes off him, fearing he would disappear if I did, I pushed him out of the library and shut the door. The night air was cold and a bit misty. However, my nerves were still ting
Chapter 85I realized that he had been speaking, and I hadn't been listening. "I'm sorry," I said, turning back to him. "I said, did you realize she's the spitting image of Belitria?" he repeated."No," I replied. "I don't think I ever saw a picture of her. Are you sure?" "Yes, her portrait was in one of the books Nerrian had me read when I arrived. Trust me, she is the spitting image," he told me. Gabby popped up next to the bar and handed her cash over to Mr. Wittington with a happy smile. He gave her a very grandfatherly pat on the hand before telling her to go and be safe as he always did with his young female patrons. She just barely kept herself from rolling her eyes at him and promised him she would be safe.Gabby bounced back towards us as quickly and efficiently as she bounced away. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the cloaked figure turn towards her, and seemed to zero in on her. I touched Erik's arm and nodded towards the figure. It didn't take much for Erik to see wh
If anyone else had said that to me, I would have chuckled at how corny they sounded. However, in Tohr's case, I believed he would and could move heaven and earth.A loud clearing of the throat just barely managed to penetrate my mind reminding me that we weren't alone. Reluctantly, I forced myself to break the kiss, yet I still couldn't pull myself out of Tohr's arms. "Wow… I wish I had a guy that would welcome me like that!" Gabby broke in. Blushing, I buried my face in Tohr's neck, breathing in his scent as deeply as I could before finally, reluctantly, pulling myself away from him. "Gabby, this is my mate, King Tohr of the Golden Draygons. This is Gabriella McCaffery. She is the descendant of the Blue Draygons," I introduced them. Treddian stepped into view. "The princess?" he asked in clarification in Draygonian. "Treddian!" I called with glee. I rushed to give him a huge hug. But, at the panicked look on his face, I settled for the traditional pressing our foreheads together
"Mara!" Treddian snapped, getting my attention faster than anything else he could have done. I looked into his eyes and saw the same worry, fear, and heartbreak that I was feeling. "Mara, my own mate is on the other side of that. And true, our mating is not the same as you and Tohr's. But I still feel the pain of his absence. But we cannot go after them. We must stay here. We must stay here and believe they will come back," he said and broke the cardinal rule giving me a quick, hard hug. The surprise must have shown on my face because he flushed and murmured an apology. "Your brother said that in your world, it's not unusual for brothers to hug their sisters to comfort them," he explained, still blushing. "It's not," I replied, quickly giving him another hug. The portal began to pulse harder, and the electrical buzz that it immitted became louder. Everyone stopped and stared at it with anxiety, fear, and hope. Seconds later, Erik flew through and scrambled out of the way an inst
I awoke the next morning, finding myself back to my physical appearance once more. A fact that I made sure of by looking into the pool of purple water right next to where I had woken up. However, my sense of calm was shattered in an instant when I realized that Tohr was gone. In a flash and painlessly much to my relief, I was transformed back to my Draygonian side. -Ohhhkay, we've gotta talk about you taking over. - -We talk later. Must find mate now. - She punctuated her words with a roar that shook the cavern. -Oh, come on, now! - I shouted at her. -You're gonna bring the cave down on us! --Mate!!!- I groaned and tried to physically push at her to get her to go back inside me. It was a very strange moment, trying to push my way back to the forefront of my mind. She pushed back with a growl and, her sheer anger, fear, and strength that came from it overwhelming me. -I will bring our mate back. -She opened her mouth to roar again when a voice cut her off succinctly. "Stop! Ma
Erik stepped closer, and though she grumbled, she allowed him since he smelled of clan, as she put it. He peeked under the bandage and poked at it, causing Tohr to groan in pain. My Draygana growled at him and tried to push forward. It took all my will to shove her back down, but not before my hands were already changing. "Ugh!" I grumbled. "I think it's best if you guys just head back to the village. I need time to get her under control." "We can't do that!" Gabby protested. "You need help taking care of him." "I might. However, we won't get anything done with her threatening to bite anyone that gets close or hurts him," I groaned. "She's right," Erik admitted. "For a new Draygon, it's best if you try not to scare them. If us being so close to her mate bothers her, it's best if we leave her alone." Treddian nodded in agreement. It was proof that Erik had been silently communicating with him. "What about food and freshwater and things like that? Are we seriously gonna leave them
I sighed and allowed her to lull me into sleep. If my mind found it weird that I slept while my Draygana stayed awake, it neither cared nor worried about it because it allowed me to easily fall into a deep sleep. Dreams grew and unfolded into a weird mixture of reality and a horrible fantasy. Pain, blood, and a hungry vengeance colored this new world where Tohr had died, and I was left leading a grey, emotionless existence.I felt restless even in the dream, and I tried and tried to run, but I couldn't get far. The emotions ran so high, my need to escape so great that suddenly I was flying. Soaring high, I felt free, indestructible, powerful as if there was nothing that could hurt me as I was long as I continued to fly away. My eyes were on the ground, searching it ardently. Searching for something; something I needed badly. The colors around me had never been as bright as they were right now. It was beautiful, almost like a photograph that had been airbrushed to perfection. The colo
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.