Axeviathon - Son of Dragons: A Pantheon of Dragons Novel by Tessa Dawn

Author:Tessa Dawn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Ghost Pines Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Axeviathon watched as the door swung shut behind Jordan, and Amber made her way silently to the couch. He strode into the sitting room, picked up the ottoman resting in front of an adjacent oversized armchair, and plopped it down in front of her. And then he took a seat, leaned in toward Amber, and rested his elbows on his knees, his chin on his hands. “What the heck just happened here? You copacetic?”

Amber visibly blanched and leaned as far away as possible, pressing her back into the cushions behind her and folding her arms around her stomach. “No, Axeviathon—”

“Axe is fine,” he interjected.

“No, Axe, I’m anything but copacetic right now.”

He studied her tired features, the weariness in her dark amber eyes and the hard set of her beautiful mouth, and he wished he could give her more time…more space…leave her alone for a day or two so she could process what she’d learned so far. Problem was: They didn’t have a whole lot of time. It was already day three in the ten-day cycle—Axe had seven days before he had to take his dragyra to the temple for conversion—and almost worse than that, he had to meet up with Lord Ethyron before midnight.

By eleven fifty-nine, to be exact.

But who was counting?

The point was: When the emerald dragon got through exacting his seven pounds of flesh, seven pints of blood, and seven broken bones, Axe would be out of commission for the next seven hours, if not longer. Lord Ethyron had forbidden the dragyri from healing his wounds any sooner than that time span; and that meant Axe wouldn’t be available to comfort, teach, or get to know his dragyra…at least not until he had fully recovered.

He would be no good to Amber.

And whatever had happened during her conversation with Jordan—the tray of shit strewn across the floor was a small indication—if there was something he needed to repair, he had to do it now…today. True to his supernatural nature, he had heard the ladies whispering. He hadn’t tried to eavesdrop; he had even tamped down his hearing. But there it was—he had heard every word. So Amber knew about Axe’s upcoming torture, and she also knew that the dragyri wanted her for a very specific and selfish purpose: Thou shalt propagate the species by siring dragyri sons and providing the Pantheon with future warriors. In so doing, thou shalt capture, claim, and render unto thy lords whatsoever human female the gods have selected to become dragyra. And she shall be taken to the sacred Temple of Seven—on the tenth day, following discovery—to die as a mortal being, to be reborn as a dragon’s consort, and to forever serve the sacred Pantheon.

Okay, so she didn’t know the latter…

But the question would eat away at her until she did.

And Axe wasn’t quite ready to divulge that much.

Still, he needed to make some inroads…now.

“Your conversation with Jordan was rough?” he asked her, knowing it was a rhetorical question. “Anything I can

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