Silas pulled some books off one of the shelves, revealing a safe. He pulled a key from his pocket and placed the key in the lock before opening it. I watched as he pulled out my grandmother’s book wrapped in a clean silk cloth.
“You knew what it was didn’t you?” I ask and he turns to look at me.
“I knew the moment I saw the emblem on the front. I have seen this before. Before the war began, we have been looking for it” he said, opening it.
“Because it is supposed to say how to break the curse,” he says before pulling the cloth off and revealing my grandmother’s book.
“And If I can’t read it?” I ask.
I shook my head at what I just read, anger coursing through me. Dragus said he was forcing me to sleep up in their room to forge the mate bond, that I wouldn’t be able to resist the pull. I understood their logic for it. They need their mate to have offspring. I get it. Not once did they mention that once the third dragon heat hits, I would die. They know I don’t want this and they’re forcing me to choose, live or die. Well, jokes on them if dying is what it takes to be free of them. Then I am fine with that. Out of the three of them I trusted Dragus the most, and I felt a little betrayed that he wouldn’t warn me that the dragon heat is lethal. No wonder it felt like burning alive. Exactly how hot did I have to become to die, because if that was the first heat and I lived, does that mean the second and third will be worse? I wasn’t sure I would handle the pain. Last time I passed out, will
“He will calm down. I will go check on him in a minute. Are you right with Matitus?” Dragus asks. I look at Matitus and he is watching me, wanting to know my answer. I nod and Dragus smiles before walking off. I go to get off his lap, Matitus grabs my hips forcing me to remain on him. “I won’t do anything, I like it when you're close” he says, his eyes softening as he leans in, pressing his face into the crook of my neck and inhaling. I flinch when his nose touches the skin of my neck. He pulls back, worry on his face as he eyes my neck. I try to say something, opening and closing my mouth, but I feel like something is lodged painfully in my throat from his vice-like grip. Matitus looks up and watches me, before biting into his wrist, his eyes not leaving mine. His wrist starts bleeding, and I can see his tee
I feel Matitus drape his arm over my shoulders, tugging me toward him as we follow Silas outside. We walk around to the doors and as soon as the doors open up, it blasts us with cold air. The harsh frosty air makes me shiver before I feel something heavy draped over my shoulders, making me look over my shoulder. I see Silas had draped a fur cloak over my shoulders. I grip it, tugging it closer. It was warm and thick. Silas then moved in front of me and tied a belt around my waist, holding the cloak closed. He then steps aside and motions for me to step out. I did. The wind hitting my face harshly and I feel a hood be placed over my head, not realising the cloak had one. They walked me around the castle grounds. Snow had blown in overnight leaving a dusting of snow on everything making it colder today. Looking at the three of them I noticed none of them had coats on, Dragus was walking aroun
“Are you nuts?” I hear Dragus scream up to me. “No, I knew he wouldn’t let me die, must say I didn’t expect him to shift though” I said trying to figure out how to get down. His dragon was magnificent and so large. His breathing makes me go up and down on his back. “How do I get down?” I called out looking at the ground, making me gulp. It would hurt falling from this height. I stroke his large bat-like wings and they move. When I hear movement behind me, I look over my shoulder. I am shocked to see Matitus walking along the back of the dragon. “If you’re here?” I ask. “Yes, you are on Silas” he says, a grin on his face at my shock. He holds out his hand to me and I grab it. Instead of showing me how to get
Elora’s POV Showering quickly, I get out and quickly chuck on a shirt and some knickers, waiting patiently for Abigail to come so I can warn her about the seer stones. So I can tell her to make sure she remains hidden on the day and to tell her family to go into hiding. I also didn’t want to stay in their room on the off chance my magic manifests tonight. I knew the chances were slim, but if they did, I was unaware of what to expect and if the change would be noticeable. Around 7PM the door finally opened and in stepped Abigail with a tray of food. She smiled nervously at me and I jumped up, moving toward the door. I could tell she was trying to warn me as her eyes darted to mine full of alarm. After a second or two, I understood why she was so nervous when Silas walked in behind her. I mentally cursed and hoped he wouldn’t stay long. But when he went
My eyes throbbing in my head, making me scratch at the light as it becomes blinding and all I can focus on. The pulsing moves over my entire body, literally feeling every cell in my body pulsating to its own beat. The beating gets stronger and stronger and all-consuming before I feel a shudder that pains me. I bite into my arm to stop from screaming when suddenly I feel the beating getting stronger and stronger until it bursts out of me. The entire room blasted with light and I felt it vibrate throughout my body. I scream before suddenly it is muffled by a hand and I feel cool hands go over my mouth. Muffling my agonised scream until I feel it burn out and I collapse on the floor. Waking up, I see Marian kneeling beside me. She brushes my hair from my face, smiling down at me softly. “Marian?” I ask, confused. She
I collapse when I see the aftermath of what was left of them, my legs going out from under me, and I realise that by saving one, I just signed their death warrants. If only I told him earlier or when Matitus checked on me last night, they may still be alive. Silas grips my arm forcing me to my feet and I avert my eyes. I couldn’t see those innocent girls like that, see the dead look on their faces with their throats ripped out. Silas drags me toward the castle, my feet barely able to keep moving as the doors open and I see Abigail standing in the corridor, tears running down her face at what happened outside. She knew they died because I saved her. “Get to work” he snaps at her and Abigail and the cooks run off down the corridor. Silas drags me into the library. Matitus and Dragus follow us in before he lets me go and I crumble on the ground. Dragus comes over and kneels down
“Shit,” I hear Dragus murmur, and I can hear him moving around. “I need to call Silas down here,” he says, and I know he was going to do their weird mind talking. “No, not Silas,” I gasp between trying to breathe through the pain. My entire body spasming as heat rushes through my veins and the familiar burning starts consuming me. It was the sort of pain you could never forget, and I felt like I was boiling, I could almost feel my blood bubbling in my veins, making me scream as wave after wave washed over me. “I have to, he has the key,” Dragus says, and I can hear the worry in his voice as he watches me writhe in pain on the floor. “No, no,” I scream breathlessly as I feel it rolling from my toes, wildfire consuming every inch of me. I claw at my skin,