Trusting the Dragon by Rinelle Grey

Author:Rinelle Grey [Grey, Rinelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Calrian could feel the small amount of energy he’d gained from being close to the woman draining, even as he hid behind the trees and watched the house. But he couldn’t bring himself to do anything about it.

What could he do anyway?

She’d rejected him. Thrown him out of her house. He had to respect that. To do anything else would go against everything he believed in. Everything he’d fought for.

What he should do was leave here and try to make it home to the lair. Finding his clan and a dragon woman, someone who would understand his need, and what was involved in the ritual, was his best option.

But he didn’t move.

Every now and then, he caught sight of her face, staring out the window in his direction.

She was feeling the pull, just as he was. Maybe there was a chance, however small, that she’d reconsider. When she started to feel the effects of the Mesmer bond, surely she’d realise he’d been telling the truth. Wouldn’t she?

He found a tree stump and sat down, concerned that even standing was becoming an effort. Even if he left now, he wasn’t sure he’d make it back to the lair. It was a long way, and he couldn’t transform and fly.

And every step he took away from her would only make him weaker.

No, his best chance was here.

He stared at her as she glanced up at the window again, willing her to come to him. To help him.

To trust him.

But she turned away again, and his heart sank.

It sank even more when the lights went out in the house. Everything was still and dark, and Calrian struggled to breathe.

Any hope he’d held out that she would change her mind and come and find him, left. And now he’d waited too long for him to have any chance of getting to the lair. He could already feel himself weakening, his hands shook, and his head throbbed.

He stared towards the darkened house, his heart aching worse than his head. What upset him most was that when he died, she would.

Then, for no reason he could explain, the headache eased. Not completely, it still pounded like someone was hitting his head with a rock, but it was noticeably better.

He stared at the house, but it was still dark. No indication that she was even thinking of coming to find him. So why was he feeling better?

The small bit of relief was enough to spur him to action. If he didn’t do something now, he knew neither of them would survive this. And he couldn’t bear that thought.

He wouldn’t force himself on her, wouldn’t even force his way into her house, but perhaps if he stayed near the wall outside, that might be close enough. If he could just regain enough energy, maybe he could find his way back to his lair, and release her—release them both, from the bond.

It was all he could think of.

As it was, the walk across the open fields was hard enough.

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