TahrShe's killing me slowly and I can't stop thinking about her-her scent, her silky skin, her tight warmth. It all drives me crazy and there is nothing worse than a crazy dragon.Betty doesn't help. I had to banish her to the human tower because of the angry looks she constantly gives me. I was also afraid she would bash my head in while I slept.Women!This last time, I made it a week between visits. Each day was a nightmare. I can't do it again. How can I miss her like this and not love her? And how can she stay away when she professes such love for me?I'm soaking in a bath when I feel two dragons cross into my realm. I would know Pepper's magic anywhere. The other dragon is closely connected to Bastian. It could be Acasia or Ashrac. I jump from the tub and dry off quickly. Pepper is coming here. What does this mean? Has she come to her senses and decided that her place is with me? Or does she plan to torture me further?I don't care. She's here and I'm not letting her go.I watc

TahrI'm so proud of my mate. In twelve months, we will have a son. Our egg is beautiful and a miracle. For months after Pepper returned I wallowed with mixed feelings. Meagan's loss continued to hurt, but the joy of having Pepper as my mate and the pending birth of our child brought great joy.Bastian, Laryn, and Sarn found love before mating. I don't know why things with Pepper are different. Now though, I love her with everything I have and realize I loved her long before I knew it. And I haven't said the words, which shames me. The truth is... I'm intimidated by her. Ashrac questioned what makes her special long ago. I've wondered about it too. The Goddess granted Pepper transcendence. She is a miracle. What have I done to deserve her? For giving me Pepper, I owe the Goddess everything.I enter Bastian's realm and see blue and red wings in the distance. Laryn and his family must be visiting Bastian. They know why I'm here. The males approach me first and like we did when young, we

TahrI feel him.It's that same sinister dark cloud of magic I remember from childhood. Drakon has caused nothing but death and heartache to the dragons and our realms. For this, he forfeits his life and will never cause harm again. At least after today.I look around at my friends and their mates. I understand Sarn's willingness to give up everything for the love of a woman. I will give my life if that's what it takes. Losing my ability to shift would be a very small price.We each have a job and primary position to guard but I hope to deliver the deathblow. The waiting is the hardest part.***AshracI want to be in the fight but they give me the job of hiding beneath the castle and guarding the egg and children. I'm so close to adulthood I can feel it. It doesn't matter that I have twenty years before I should breathe fire; the heat in my smoke lets me know it's time.And I'm stuck here while the action takes place above me.Cantor comforts baby Lex and they both remain close to th

LarynBastian's cry moves everything into slow motion. I know his son or mate are gone, possibly both. I get just a touch of Roxy's magic so I know she's alive. This doesn't ease my fear. I'm almost at the door where the children were kept when Bastian walks into the hall with blood covering his chest. I glance into the room and see Ashrac's body.Rage fills me. Bastian reaches the room at the end of the long corridor first with me at his heels. I take in everything at once.My brothers and their mates surround Drakon. He's actually hissing and lunging at each of them in turn. Roxy's face is covered in blood but she's up and ready to kill him. I catch her eye and almost throw the halberd her way. I meet Acasia's gaze and without another thought toss her the halberd. In one motion she catches it and swings.After all the pain he's caused, it seems almost anticlimactic when Drakon's headless body slumps to the floor. Acasia goes to her knees and her wails are as heart wrenching as Basti

AshracLooking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can't help wondering what I'm doing here. I've sunk so low even my best chess strategy won't save me. I glance up at "ODA" etched in white block letters on the glass door in front of me. Otherworld Dating Agency. Shrugging, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. A woman behind a large oak desk looks up and scowls. I grimace inside my head because I'm accustomed to that exact look from my mother when she's unhappy about something I've done. This won't go well."Mr. Ashrac?" she questions in a sturdy, direct voice, her blue eyes boring into mine. Her white hair is cut in one of those unattractive short styles that many women wear now. A boob, it's called or something like that.A low growl escapes my throat. "The proper title is Ashrac of the Red Dragon Clan," I correct.She r