Mated: Reverse Harem Dragon Shifter Fairytale (Goldilocks and The Three Dragons Trilogy 2) by Delia Castel

Author:Delia Castel [Castel, Delia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Matheson’s heart soared as he stepped through the ballroom. Dust motes danced in the sunlight streaming in through the gaps in the window shutters as though celebrating his good fortune. Marigold had invited—no—insisted that he stay. While it wasn’t an expression of her undying lust, it showed she was at least warming to him. “We need some music!” he exclaimed. “A nice, Habilis waltz.”

Berrin turned from where he was spinning Ella. “I’ll do it.”

Matheson stepped closer to Marigold. In a loud voice for Ella’s benefit, he asked, “Did you ever learn how to curtsy in Habilis?”

“I’m…” Marigold turned to Ella, who gave her a curious look with her head tilted to the side.

Matheson narrowed his eyes. It appeared that Marigold was closer friends with Ella than wth Berrin, who had played with the half-blood as a child. How did the pair know each other? Up until a few days ago, Marigold had been incarcerated in Boreas. There was no way they could have bumped into each other and made friends in such a short space of time.

It seemed to him that Marigold was feeling awkward at having to lie to a friend. He would ask how the two girls had met, but that would only reveal how little he knew of Marigold.

After an awkward moment Marigold said, “My mother had just started teaching me how to curtsy, but rebels stormed our mansion.”

Ellis eyes widened. “Were your parents killed?”

Marigold bowed her head, and Matheson resisted the urge to place his hand on the small of her back for comfort. This had to be some kind of act. She-dragons were never so sweet and vulnerable. Even Ella, who wasn’t even a full-dragon, and who he could not deny was in a terrible situation had a heart of steel beneath her fragile exterior. Why else would she have refused their assistance?

The orchestra box started, and Matheson placed a hand on Marigold’s shoulder. “Forgive us, Ella. My mate finds such talk upsetting.”

Ella rung her hands. “I’m sorry—”

Matheson spun Marigold around and swept her into a waltz. For someone who could only dance a jig, her steps were light and fluid. “Polaris taught you well.”

Fire blazed in her eyes. “How do you know it wasn’t Berrin?”

“My older brother may have a sword hilt up his backside, but he still knows what to do with a lady.” He smirked at Berrin, who was stumbling about the dance floor like a simpleton with Ella. Marigold followed his gaze, her face devoid of expression. He wondered if she wished she was in his clumsy arms. A pang shot through his chest. If he hadn’t been under the influence the evening they had met, things might have gone differently. “Jealous?”

Instead of answering, she stared at their feet.

Matheson’s nostril’s flared. How dare the wench ignore him! He spun her around, making her eyes widen. A thrill shot through his insides, making him smirk. She had to focus on him now. As the music reached its crescendo, he swung her from one arm to the other, marveling at her shocked expression.

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