CHAPTER 37 #2
Dragus dumps me in the armchair in the study next to the fireplace.
“Do you have any idea how fucking stupid that was?” Dragus yells at me.
Dragus never got angry at me, or hardly ever and not like this.
His arms on either side of the armchair caging me in, his entire body trembling in anger.
“You could have killed everyone with you, you could have fucking died!” Dragus spat at me.
“How the fuck was I supposed to know there were Dragons out there, none of you tell me anything!” I argue back, his anger pissing me off. Silas growls behind him.
“I fucking told you it wasn’t safe, and you still went; you want to run things around here with us. You need to think things through before acting on impulse,” Silas bellows at me. Suddenly the front door opens, and Dragus looks to the entryway.
“Dakari?” he says, shocked, as Matitus walks in with his brother.
“Dragus!” Dakari exclaims, embracing him in a hug and patting his back in that manly way men do.
Silas leans next to me, his voice below my ear.
“You are in so much trouble love, I am going to turn that ass red,” he growls below my ear, his hot breath on my neck making me shiver.
His warm fingers brush the back of my neck.
“You are lucky, one good thing came out of this because you risked not only your life but everyone else’s,” Silas says, he stands upright and looks towards our mates.
Silas is right, what I did was reckless.
His words hit me hard and I realize I made a foolish mistake.
“What? How? I don’t understand!” Dragus stutters, drawing my attention back to him.
Dakari points to me, a smile on his face.
“She slashed me with her sword, the magic in it turned me back. Enzo bit her and he turned back too. Must be her Fae blood,” he states, his eyes darting to my leg, which I completely forgot was injured.
Looking down, I notice it bleeding onto the rug.
Silas bites his wrist offering it to me.
I push his hand away. “Do you want me to make a scene Elora,” Silas says, and I roll my eyes, grabbing his wrist and running my tongue over his bite mark.
“There, happy?” I ask but he ignores me, instead, he peels my pant leg up and looks at my wound which is now healing.
“I am now, but don’t piss me off Elora. I am already in a bad enough mood. Without your attitude.”
“Since when aren’t you in a bad mood?” I retort. Everyone walks down the corridor out of sight, and I go to follow them. Standing up, Silas grabs my wrist, sits and yanking me, so I fall over his knees. I try to get up, but his arm in the center of my back holds me down.
“Silas let me up, what if someone walks in” I shriek as his hand rubs over my ass.
“I can’t believe you are actually giving me attitude when you nearly just got yourself killed, if anything you should be thankful we showed up, instead of acting like a brat,” he says.
“I’m not, it’s your fault. If you told me there were Dragons out there, I wouldn’t have left the city,” I argue. He growls “Please Silas, don’t do this here, this is embarrassing,” I tell him. He squeezes my ass hard, and I jump.
“Fine but tonight you are mine, understood,” he tells me, and I nod, anything to get out of this awkward position before someone walks in. I don’t exactly look very queenly bent over the knee of someone with my ass in the air.
He lets me up but pulls me toward him, forcing me to straddle him. He grips my chin forcing me to meet his eyes.
“Why did you leave?” he asks.
“Because you don’t want me, because you don’t want the Fae here.”
“I never said I didn’t want you Elora.”
“But you don’t want the Fae, it’s the same thing,” I tell him trying to get up, but he doesn’t let go.
“I am sorry you feel that way, but I will always want you. Even if it means I have to put up with your people,” he tells me.
Silas pulls my face closer, his lips crashing into my own and I can’t help the noise that leaves me, loving the warmth of his tongue playing with mine. He pulls back, letting me go.
“Don’t ever leave me again,” he says, his intense gaze watching me, I try to look away, but he pulls my face back.
“Elora, promise me,” he says when I don’t say anything.
“I promise,” I tell him. He sighs and stands up.
Silas grabs my hand bringing it to his lips kissing my knuckles. “Lets go see this brother-in-law of mine,” he says, tugging me out of the room.
We find everyone sitting in the dining room.
They are all excitedly chatting away reminiscing old times, for which Abigail and I were not alive.
Abigail has a huge grin on her face as she watches and listens, and I notice no matter how many times Dakari would have his attention drawn away by Matitus or Dragus, his eyes would always go wandering back to her.
Silas steps closer, his lips below my ear.
“I think something might be going on with them two.”
“Dakari and Abigail?” I ask.
Silas kisses my shoulder. “Let’s test that theory huh,” he says, making me look back at him over my shoulder, he has a silly grin on his face, and I can see he is enjoying Abigail’s and Dakari’s reaction to each other.
“Who do you think you are, cupid?” I ask him. Silas laughs.
“Abigail,” Silas says in a stern voice, making me wonder what he is playing at.
Dakari’s eyes go to Silas before darting to Abigail.
While poor Abigail pales thinking she is in trouble.
Everyone isstaring at Silas wondering what he is going to do, while my eyes are on Dakari who looks like he is about to jump over the table and throw himself in front of her to protect her.
“How is Claire?” Silas asks, no anger in his voice turning all sweet all of a sudden. Abigail blushes while fumbling over her words.
“Right, I should get back to my daughter, if you’ll excuse me,” she says about to leave the room. Dakari stands up, a panicked look on his face as she goes to leave.
“You have a daughter?” he asks curiously, and Abigail stops, turning back around to face him. I actually start to panic wondering if that will create a problem that she has a daughter.
Abigail nods. He seems to think for a second. “I can walk you home,” Dakari says, pushing his chair in and walking over to her. Abigail stares up at his tall frame before looking to me nervously, all while Silas thinks what is happening is hilarious and can’t seem to wipe the grin off his face.
“Wait, you don’t have a husband, do you?” he asks, and I can tell he just realized if she has a kid that could mean she has a husband too.
“No, he passed away,” she says, her eyes going to Silas, making me wonder why they darted to him.
I knew the Dragon Kings had something to do with her husband’s death, but I thought it was strange how her eyes went directly to him.
Dakari loops his arm through hers like they are some married couple walking toward the door.
“Dakari are you forgetting something?” Silas asks and he turns around looking at him questionably. Silas looks down at him, my eyes following Silas’s and I feel my face heat up when I realize Dakari is still completely naked.
“Oh right, can I borrow some clothes?” Dakari says pulling Abigail in front of him like a shield, her face turning crimson at having a naked man’s junk pressing against her back.
“I can get you some,” Abigail says looking up at him over her shoulder. He nods once, turning her with him and following her down the corridor. I shake my head.
“I give Abigail till morning before she comes back marked and mated,” Silas says, and I turn to Dragus and Matitus.
Now that they are gone all attention is back on me and I can feel their scrutinizing gazes on me, the earlier excitement long forgotten.
I was hoping with the distraction it would have given them plenty of time to forget my escape.
Matitus folds his arms across his chest glaring down at me. I hear Silas move behind me and panic runs through me when I watch him walk over to the double doors in the dining room, closing them and locking them. My heart rate skips a beat as I face them.
“Do you have any idea of the stupidity of what you did?” Matitus yells at me.
I flinch back at his anger. “Two people died because of you; you realize that?” Silas asks while walking over to me. I suddenly feel cornered.
“You think I don’t know that? I watched them fucking die, if you three had told me what’s out there I never would have left,” I argue back.
“We agreed to let you run things then the first chance you get you run. You want to rule means you have to think before you act, Elora.”
“I know that Matitus, geez.”
“You knew that? Okay then, where were you going?”
“I…I don’t know exactly, the caves under the mountains,” I force out. We didn’t have a plan, only to get away from the Dragon Kings, and those frightened jumped at the idea.
Dragus scoffs, making me look at him. “The mountains really, you would have been walking straight into their den. I can’t believe you did this. And what about us? Were you just going to leave and never return?” he asks.
“I didn’t want to make you choose,” I yell at him.
“Choose what? you belong here with us,” Dragus retorts. My eyes dart to Silas, then go to the roof.
“You thought we wouldn’t choose you?” Matitus asks.
“No, I just didn’t want to put you in a position to choose”
“We wouldn’t have had to because you wouldn’t have been allowed to leave!
” Matitus yells, his eyes flickering dangerously.
I can feel his rage through the bond. Matitus was never angry like this, not at me.
I can feel his hurt like I betrayed him by leaving, and Dragus is the same.
The one that seems almost calm is Silas.
Probably because he has already scolded me.
“Argh!” Matitus screams his fist clenching like he wants to punch something.
“Get her out of my sight I can’t fucking deal with her right now.”
“You can’t deal with me?” I scoff.