The Dragon Warlord: Dragon Warlord Book One by S. Legend

Author:S. Legend [Legend, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

It’s no surprise when his teeth sink into the bite on my neck. We’re in his war room and he’s sat me on the giant table that is also a map. I lose myself in the euphoria it is to be bitten. Tears squeeze from my eyes. No matter what foolish things we do, we’ll always have the bite to bring us back.

There’s a squelch when he pulls his dragon teeth from my neck. He uses his tongue to take the blood with him.

“Mine,” he says.

“Yours,” I agree.

“What the fuck is wrong with him?”

He means Brock.

“It worked, Alpha. You produced more fire than I’ve ever seen.” To expand like that takes a lot of energy from a dragon’s heart.

“It was easy once I thought he was going to hurt you. He wouldn’t have hurt you; or would he?”

“Probably a little.”

“Why are you grinning ear-to-ear? That shouldn’t make you happy,” he says, combing my wild hair back with his fingers.

“I love being protected by you, Alpha. Obviously, I can protect myself when I need to, but I like when you do it,” I admit.

A knock at the door comes too soon. They are always too soon. It’s Ikara. Tristan’s barely got the “come in” out of his mouth and she’s rushing in.

“Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting something?”

We pull away abruptly, only just noticing how close we are, as if we’re doing something wrong even though the closeness of an alpha and his omega is supposed to be as natural as breathing.

“No. Nothing,” Tristan says. “Come in, Ikara.”

“Sorry, it’s just … do you two know that your pants have been singed off?”

Right, we must look a sight. I hop off the table so that I can face my sister. She doesn’t look like someone who’s been told no by Father.

Tristan shakes his head. “Someone decided to play with fire. What did your father say?”

“Oh, Gods. He said no, of course.” She smiles. “So, we’ll have to go just the three of us.”

“What? Ikara, you’ve lost your mind,” I tell her.

Tristan’s hand finds its way to my jacket and fiddles with the scales there. He’s still leaning toward the more animalistic manifestation of his dragon side. “My omega has a point. You may have lost your mind. If your father doesn’t want the dragon—providing there actually is one—then he has spoken. I hate to be the one to remind you of this, but we couldn’t fight one beast, your mother did that for us. How do we fight a horde?”

“I don’t know yet, but I know you’ll figure it out.”

The Warlord growls. Not at her; at me. It’s a low guttural rumble in his chest. I’m not doing anything. Reaching out to him, through our bond, I sense that feeling of missing I felt before. Like I’m far away even though I’m right here.

I take a step backward and press myself against him. Perhaps he’s realized we aren’t fully dressed. His hand finds mine and he squeezes. He calms down.

“How would we even get there, Ikara?”

“I can get us there,” is all she says not giving anything away.

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