"How long have they been like this?" I snapped at Lukas. "At least twenty minutes. I thought he'd let go." He held his hands up in defense. "I put my hands back on both of them. Nothing was happening, so I took my hands off." He dusted them twice, raised them in the air. "Atlas. We've got a situation," I called down the mental line. "What's wrong, Ransom? We're brainstorming how to get Kiema's magic back." He sounded pissed as he pushed through the doors to the infirmary. "I came in after I saw Lukas acting weird. Turns out Saint touched her without Lukas nulling her magic.""Fuck." He rushed to the far side of the exam table. Pushing Lukas out of the way, he read the printout of the machine hooked up to Kiema. "Wait." I looked up. Atlas' brow was scrunched. "What's wrong?""Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She should be awake. All of her vitals are normal, her temperature. Her O2 count. Her skin and lips look full and plump." He reached out. "Wait." Lukas jumped forw

I could feel her near me. My mate. My heart. My soul. She was here in this physical realm. I turned from side to side. Where was she? I snarled at the man in front of me. His bright red hair a beacon for my ire. I spit a stream of fire in his direction. He launched himself to the side avoiding the spray. He wasn't holding her. He was no longer interesting to me. I turned to the right. A man with white hair stood before me. Something about him called to the inner parts of me. I didn't have time for this. I needed my mate. I spit fire at him as I turned again.There she was. My heart lifted inside my chest. She was bracketed by two men. Two men who were trying to keep her from me. I dropped down to all four feet. They would cease to exist after I saved my mate. They dared to stop us. Dared to come between us. I've been waiting millennia for her, and they thought to keep us apart. Silly humans. I stalked forward two steps. Stretching the smallest bit, I lowered my head at

I wrapped my arms around Kiema. For the first time in almost two weeks I felt my insides unclench. Even my animals were calm. She was safe in my arms. One problem down, one huge ass dragon to go. "Are you going to change back?" I asked Saint. He shook his mammoth head. "I'm not sure how to do that. And Ten is being a bit of bitch. He says that until you unhand his Mate, he's not helping us do anything."A low snarl rose up my throat. Kiema rubbed her hand over my abs. "It's fine, Ransom. Think of Tenny as a foreign exchange student. He's ancient and from Earth. He's not really up on today's norms. Especially this group's." She chuckled the last bit, a twinkle in her eyes as she looked up at me. "How does Earth have dragons?"Saint launched into the history of Ten. The long, boring history. Just as my eyes were glazing over, Saint's eyes went from their familiar brown to an eerie yellow golden green with vertical slits. "Human, if you do not give me and Saint th

Xander pushed her into my arms. Our bare arms sliding against each other. The expression on her face before she buried it in my chest was one of awe and peaceful contentment. I'd never experienced anything that could put that kind of look on my face before. "Xander, what the fuck were you thinking?" Ransom looked ready to tear Kiema from my arms. Asher held him back. "You can't pull her out now. We don't know what could happen to her." I would have laughed at the reversal of roles if I didn't feel Kiema poking around inside me. I winced as she hit something that felt pretty fucking vital. "Is it supposed to hurt?" I asked, trying to keep my voice even. Xander still looked like he was riding the best high of his life. I'm pretty sure the building could've exploded around us and he would have that dopey look on his face still. Deep inside me, I felt the tug of happiness for him. In college, I'd stayed up with him countless nights as he slid under the influence of whatever

"Here's what I don't get," I said as I maneuvered the huge truck down the street to our lab and house. "What's that, Asher?" Kiema asked me. Damn was I glad I'd figured out what was bugging me about her. "Captain Silent said I needed to save ‘her' in the future. Was he talking about you, Ki-Ki, or some other chick who's going to be overwhelmed by my awesomeness?""What else did he say?" "That my spirit was brave and light." I buffed my fingernails on my shirt. Kiema shrugged beside me in the front passenger seat. "I don't know, Ash. I think I'm pretty brave and light on my own. Maybe he saw someone else who would need those qualities from you in the future."I nodded, tapped my thumbs against the steering wheel. "True dat, Ki-Ki. You, baby doll, don't need any lighter or braver." I shuddered. Watching her walk up to Taryk like she didn't have a care in the world, made me want to yell, puke, and lock her up all at the same time. Kiema chuckled. "Thanks, boo." She w