Draekon Desire by Lili Zander & Lee Savino

Author:Lili Zander & Lee Savino
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

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Liorax:

The next afternoon, three huge shadows fill the sky. Dragons. One of them is Rezzix—his shimmering orange dragon is instantly recognizable—but the other two are strangers.

They touch down in the clearing and shimmer back to men, and the moment Dariux looks at them, his face goes red with anger. “I asked for the scientist,” he snarls at Rezzix. “What have you brought instead?”

One of the men is familiar to me. His face tugs at my memory, and I nudge Zunix. “Who is he?”

“That,” Zunix says, looking intrigued, “is Zorux und Saarex ab Rykiel. I wonder what he’s doing here.”

The two men draw themselves to their full heights. “You want hostages, Midborn?” Zorux bites off, his voice clipped and commanding. “We’re here to offer ourselves up. Send Arax and Nyx home. Thrax and I will take their place.”

“I’m not interested in the Lord of a minor holding in the Northern Wilds,” Dariux retorts angrily. “If you wish to negotiate for the Firstborn, you need to offer something of value.” He looks around and sees everyone staring at him, some with frowns on their faces. “Let us discuss this privately.”

Dariux knows he’s losing control. His plot is unraveling. He does not look or sound like a man negotiating for the survival of his people, and people are starting to pay attention. The blind panic has died down, and the Draekons in the camp are using their reason again.

But the man has always been able to slither his way out of trouble and position the situation to his best advantage. He’s done it before, and he’ll do it again. It does not pay to underestimate Dariux.

The two Draekons—Zorux and Thrax—follow Dariux to the mansion. Zunix falls in line behind them, signaling for Olivia and me to join him. “We need to stay close to this,” he says under his breath.

We follow them into the large meeting area, and it’s only when we’re in the room that Dariux appears to notice us. His eyes narrow with displeasure, but his first words are reserved for the newcomers. “Where is the scientist? Why have you not brought her? Were my instructions not clear?”

“She’s gone,” Thrax says bluntly. “One of your exiles captured our mate and the scientist. The scientist escaped. We haven’t seen her in three days.” His expression hardens. “This same man tried to take our mate by force, and Ryanna was left with no alternative other than to kill him. Is this what you have become in exile?”

I lean forward. The threads are slowly gathering into place. “Your mate killed Jorix?”

The Lord of Rykiel nods. “It was self-defense. We saw it.”

“Raiht’vi is gone?” Dariux stands up abruptly, and his chair crashes to the floor. “You let her escape?” I’ve never heard him sound more furious in my life. “This negotiation is over. Arax and his pair-bond aren’t going anywhere, not unless you fetch me the scientist.”

“Or what?” I bite out. “You can’t transform. How long do you think you can control the others?”

Olivia squeezes my hand.

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