Chapter 5 - Valen
VALEN
I wait until the manacles are gone and I’m completely free. Then I take her by the throat and drag her towards me.
She gasps, her pretty, silver-green eyes going wide as she pries at my fingers with her own. I squeeze a little—not enough to cut off her air completely—just enough to frighten her.
“Listen to me, Princess,” I growl, glaring at her. “I’ll take you where you want to go and keep my part of the bargain, but this is a partnership—not an ownership. I’m not your plaything or your toy to order around whenever you fucking please!”
I squeeze a little harder—again, being careful of my pressure.
I know the rules of the ring and collar—all my people do for they are the stuff of our nightmares.
If the wearer of the collar kills the wearer of the ring he risks following her into death.
Or—even worse—I might be forced permanently into my Drake form and never be able to recover my human half.
I don’t want that—I like being dual natured.
Flying as my Drake is wonderful and right now I crave it because I’ve been chained for so long.
But getting enough food to feed my other half is difficult.
Also, if I remained in my Drake’s form too long, I’d slowly start to lose the human half of my mind.
I would become a dumb beast—which is what the Magic people claim we are anyway.
I don’t want that either.
So after a long moment, I ease my grip and lean down, pushing my face into hers.
“Do you understand me, Princess?” I growl softly, breathing in her sweet, feminine scent.
Her full breasts are heaving and the sight makes my cock stir between my legs.
I’d probably be fucking hard as a stone if I wasn’t so low on blood.
It’s been so long since I’ve drunk from a woman.
My thirst roars and my fangs ache but I can’t bite her here—we need to get free of the fucking castle first.
She opens her lips and I’m sure she’s going to agree, but when she speaks, her words are choked but defiant.
“Be ye still!” As she speaks, I feel the collar tighten around my throat and the ring on her finger glows so brightly it’s almost blinding.
And then, suddenly, I’m frozen.
I mean it—I can’t fucking move. My whole body feels like it’s been encased in a thick layer of ice I can’t break through, no matter how hard I try.
I fight the sensation. I have to move—I’m not letting her go until I’m Goddess-damned good and ready!
However, the power of the collar is working on me. And it’s helped along by the power of the Princess herself—she has much stronger magic than her brother. I can feel her words echoing in my head, keeping me still, encased in that invisible ice.
She definitely has the upper hand here. Fuck, what’s going to happen now?
I have no fucking idea, but I’m pretty sure I won’t like it one fucking bit.