Dragon's Treasure by Qaida Harte

Author:Qaida Harte [Harte, Qaida]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63476-685-2
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-12-28T00:00:00+00:00

13

DAYS PASSED—weeks, maybe, I wasn’t sure. I had lost count. Keeping track just wasn’t important anymore. Between mourning for my parents and trying to stay sane, I couldn’t care less what day it was. Nakiirn continually surprised me with his kindness, too. He knew Eita had killed my parents. They were the only family I’d had, at least that I had been close to. Nakiirn had offered to take me to their funeral. I was shaken by his offer and far too willing. So we went, and I hadn’t known that my heart could shatter any more. They were buried under a strapping sycamore tree, the same one that my mother had replanted with my grandparents when she was a child. She’d said that at the time it had been just a sapling, not big enough to hold itself in the ground under the powerful winds of the storm that had uprooted it. The funeral was small, the priest kind, and the place of their burial was beautiful.

At first, Nakiirn had meant only to let me attend by myself. However, that changed rather quickly. Watching my parents’ coffins sink into those deep holes in the ground sapped my strength. I needed more comfort than just hugging myself. Nakiirn was quick to hold me when I couldn’t stand on my own. For the first time, I clung to him willingly and sobbed.

After the funeral, we returned to his cabin and I locked myself in the room I’d been given. The only one allowed in had been Nakiirn, and his soothing Drakonic eased me through the sorrow assaulting me. He let me mourn for as long as I wanted and helped me through it all. Though I would never find peace with their deaths, under Nakiirn’s care I was able to function again. It didn’t bother me that Nakiirn was always around to keep me calm. I was starting to expect it and want it, especially when I had another breakdown.

I knew why I ended up huddled in the corner of my room that day, crying and hyperventilating. After a full year of being raped and killed by Eita, several weeks of not having either dragon do anything to me had my nerves bundled up in a twist. With my parents’ deaths tacked on to the list, it just hastened my descent into an anxiety attack. Despite having told Nakiirn that I would let him love me, I still fell back into a state of distrust and terror. I hated it. But Nakiirn didn’t say anything about it. He came into the room looking for me. When he found me in the corner, cowering like a child, all Nakiirn did was hold me. His power—or essence, as he called it—seeped into my bones as he eased me out of my terrors.

I was grateful for it. Nakiirn’s power kept me calm. He seemed to know when I was sinking into darker thoughts, remembering horrors at random, and more importantly, having nightmares. Every time

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