Chapter Twenty-Seven: Daerius

My arms curl tighter around her, my hand running through her hair. She suddenly seems so small, so fragile.

I listen as her heartbeat and breathing slows. She is asleep in minutes.

“Wow, the dragon doesn’t look so vicious now,” Angel says, walking out of the castle.

“What do you want Angel?” I ask in annoyance. She raises her hands in surrender.

“Oh, so now I need a reason to talk to my brother?” She scoffs.

“You do when I’m with my mate,” I growl lowly.

She purses her lips. “Fine. I wanted to know when we are leaving,” she says. I sigh, my head falling against the stone wall.

“I don’t know, I can’t leave Lyza. And this is her home, I can’t make her leave that. I don’t know what to do,”