Her Mad Dragon by Julia Mills

Author:Julia Mills [Mills, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-08-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The last three days had been some of the hardest and most worrisome of his very long life. As Maddox collapsed into his oversized recliner and reached for the lever to put the footrest up, he felt every one of his two-hundred-and-twenty-two years. He and Calysta had slept a couple of hours here and there but even that had been fitful. All their attention was focused on Drago and Kyran, both in their healing sleep, both thankfully recovering but still unconscious.

The mad dragon had dealt with the guilt from using his fire as a weapon against a friend. He’d weighed the options and made the best decision he could at the time. Everyone agreed. The tough scales of the black dragon’s underbelly protected Kyran from any serious burns that would leave long term damage to either beast or man. Had Maddox used his talons or horns there was a risk of hitting vital organs and inadvertently killing one of his own. Kyran’s attack on Drago had reminded the mad dragon that although their beasts were warriors, they were not indestructible. He was justified in using the only other option available to him to save the lives of those he called brethren.

Calysta came in from the kitchen, handed him a mug of what smelled like flowers, and sat on his lap. Sniffing the warm liquid, he looked over the rim of the cup and grumbled, “What the hell is this?”

“My special blend of chamomile, lavender, lemon balm, and ashwaganda. It will calm your mind and help you sleep. You need a few good hours of rest. You’re running on empty and that’s not good for you or Drago and Kyran.”

“I have no clue what ass waggin’ tea is gonna do to help me sleep and this,” he nodded to the mug before setting it on the side table to his right, “smells like hot flower soup.”

Calysta shook her head. “Maddox, you need some sleep.”

“I need a case or two of Macallans and a month away from all this shit with you, but that’s not going to happen. So, I’m going to have a glass of iced tea, a shower, and grab a couple of hours of sleep with you in my arms.”

Smiling while she carefully climbed off his lap as not to spill what remained of her flowery drink, his little witch stood up, reached out to him with her free hand, and winked. “Definitely. Now, let’s head up before one or both of us falls asleep in this ratty old chair.”

Quickly getting to his feet, he wrapped his arms around Calysta, kissed her soundly then teased, “Don’t mess with my chair, woman.”

Lifting her into his arms, he headed up the stairs as she looked over his shoulder and sighed, “I guess it’s not that bad. I just wish you’d let me recover it.”

“Callie,” he mockingly growled.

“Okay, okay,” she relented with a chuckle. “I’ll leave your man-chair alone.”

Reaching their bedroom, he set his mate on the bed and kissed the top of her head before quickly undressing.

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