Eloraâs POV Dragus moves helping him stand, he looks around frantically as Dragus grabs his arm holding him steady. Silas growls when the man reaches for me, scared out of his mind by them. He starts hyperventilating and I grasp his face between my hands. Silas rips my hands away from him and was starting to anger me with his possessiveness.
âDragus is just going to take you, to get some clothes and something to eat maybe a shower tooâ I tell him looking to Dragus who nods. I could feel through the bond he held no ill will towards him though Silas was a different story.
He wanted to kill him for some unknown reason. The man looks between Dragus and I before nodding and dropping his head.
âI will come see you in the morning and we will talk, I want to know about the others out thereâ
âYes, my Queenâ He says.
âYou can call me Elora, no need for titlesâ I tell him.
âNo, he canât. He will address you properlyâ Silas snaps at me. I glare at him before nodding to Dragus to take him because I knew things were about to turn ugly between Silas and myself.
I watch as Dragus leaves, he stops at the stable door looking back at me worriedly, like he didnât want to leave me with Silas, when Matitus suddenly barges through the door in panic, having woken up.
Great now I had to deal with his wrath too. I pinch the bridge of my nose already exhausted, and we hadnât even argued yet, but I knew it was coming because Silas anger was festering and building into a storm within him, so hot I was surprised he didnât combust and having steam blowing out his ears.
Matitus was no better as he stalked towards me before pouncing on me, grabbing my arm, and ripping me toward him.
âWhat the fuck Elora, I told you not to come down here and you fucking disobeyed meâ Matitus yells in my face, his grip burning into my skin as the room heats. What is it with them and grabbing me, for weeks we have been good and now they think they can lay their hands on me in anger? My own rage building at the way they were scolding me, and I let my magic loose, letting the current run over my skin. Matitus shrieking as its zaps him forcing him to let go.
âYou donât get to touch me like that, not anymore. I am not some thing to be handled by youâ I snap, stepping forward and pointing my finger in his face, he grabs my hand.
âFucking try it Matitus, I fucking dare youâ I tell him, warning him. His eyes flickering as his dragon wanted to take control. He growls the temperature rising as he takes a step forward.
âEnough Elora, you donât speak to us like thatâ Silas snaps at me. I scoff at his words.
âBut itâs okay for you to talk to me like that?â I ask, folding my arms across my chest.
âI just got burned because of you, how else am I supposed to react, you put our child at risk coming here, put yourself at fucking riskâ
âExactly how were you planning on changing him if I am not allowed near him?â I demand.
âWith Aldrin, now I need to catch another oneâ Silas snaps at me before stepping forward.
âYou are not catching anymore of them, he was petrified of you, what the fuck did you do to him that had him that scared. They arenât monsters Silas, they are dragons like you, real people under all that, whatever it isâ I yell at him.
âHe fucking bit me, so I tore what was left of his wings offâ He says, and my mouth falls open at his barbaric torture to get the man to comply.
âDonât look at me like that, they will grow back after few years, fucker shouldnât have bit me when I grabbed himâ
âThatâs fucking disgusting you canât do thatâ-
âWe are running out of time, they will come for you and Aldrin, in that state they donât think, their dragon does, they arenât even remotely human in that state Elora and you need to start doing as your told, I am sick of you defying us, sick of you choosing everyone else over usâ Silas screams the logs in the firepit catching alight from rise in temperature.
âYou donât get to decide what I do, not anymore, not now. Why canât you see that?â I tell him.
âThis is my kingdom, you are mine. You need to learn your fucking place,â
âAnd where is that? Beneath you?â I ask.
âNo, thatâs not what I am sayingâ
âYou sure because thatâs exactly how it came out. You think you are any better at least when I do something my intentions are pure, yours they are fucking sinister just like youâ I tell him before walking off not wanting to hear anymore of his bullshit.
âDonât walk away from usâ Matitus bellows before he suddenly materialises in front me at blindly speed making me run into him.
âMove Matitusâ I tell him, stepping around him.
âNo, you will listenâ
âNo, I am done listening, done with all of youâ I tell him. Pushing past him before he grabs my hand.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â He snaps pulling me backwards and I see Silas walking over to us or more like a stalking us like a predator, his eyes blazing in fury.
âIt means I donât fucking need you, I never didâ
âWe are your mates Lora, of course you need usâ Matitus says.
âNo, I donât. There is a difference between needing something and wanting something Matitus. I may want you but that doesnât fucking mean I need you. Its about time you realise that because if this is how its going to be every time, I do something you donât agree with then I am gone, you can have your kingdom, shove it right up your ass because I will walkâ I tell him, ripping my hand from his.
I didnât even make it one step before I find myself pushed against the wall, Silas hand around my throat, not tight he wasnât harming me, but warning me. I was in no mood to put up with this shit anymore.
âDo it, go on Silas, do it and I will gladly show you, where your place isâ I tell him my gaze unwavering.
He growls next to my ear, his nose running along my jaw.
âSilas, she is pregnantâ Matitus tells him. He doesnât let go instead stepping closer pressing his body against mine.
âSilasâ Matitus growls my eyes darting to him behind Silas as he steps forward. Silas runs his nose down the side of my neck before kissing my mark. A deep throaty noise rumbling from chest before he lets go, stepping back. Yet I could feel through the bond he was still raging. He was angry but didnât want to hurt me but at the same time thatâs all he knew how to do, to get his way.
He walks out the stable doors, not looking back heading toward the castle. I see burns covering his entire back slowly healing but still visible.
âYou need to get inside before you get sickâ Matitus says with a sigh running his hand through his hair.
He offers me his hand, but I ignore it and walk outside heading for the castle, the snow making my toes numb as I trudge through it. The snow so much thicker and higher, as it continued to fall some part up to my knees and my bones were starting to ache and my muscles lock up. Matitus watching me struggle, walks over grabbing me, pulling me against his hot chest. I press my fingers against him, and he flinches from how cold they are.
âYou are freezingâ He says kissing my cheek before wrapping my legs around him and pulling me against him, lending me his body heat. I place my chest against his and my face trying to warm myself.
Now that my own anger had diffused, I felt like a bitch, especially seeing Matitus trying to keep me warm even after I yelled at him.
He walks upstairs to our room before walking into the bathroom where I could here, the shower running already. Silas was standing under the water, his back to us before turning around. My teeth were chattering my feet had no feeling and I wouldnât be surprised if they changed colour. Matitus places me on my feet, and I strip my clothes off when Silas reaches out the door grabbing me, pulling me under the water.
The rapid temperature change burning my skin making me cry out, he adjusts the temperature letting the water cool slightly, before wrapping his arms around me, his hands rubbing up down my sides warming my skin. Matitus slowly adjusting the water temp till it was eventually hot and I could stand the heat. My body feeling like it was thawing out. Silas kisses my temple before kissing the side of my mouth.
âIâm sorry,â He whispers against my lips.
âIâm sorry tooâ I tell him kissing him and wrapping my arms around his neck.
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