He had wanted me to be nice.
I should have said the same to him.
In the strained silence, Dorian choked back a laugh—earning a scowl from his female mate, her hazel eyes flaying him. He rumbled through a snicker, “Holy fuck, you are older by a whole minute. Cut the older brother shit out. That was old way back then. Three thousand years later, and the mist would even cringe at this shit and pull your ass back out of S’Kir.”
King Belshazzar turned his attention to his twin—done staring hard in warning at the druid woman. I wish I knew what Bel’s plan was for her.
Healwayshad a plan.
Belshazzar laughed under his breath, and he grumbled, “Never.”
Dorian’s features calmed, a seriousness taking over his features. He stated solemnly, “Never.”
And…sweet baby Jesus, they fucking hugged, their words an old vow.
Did we have to go through this again?
Much,muchpounding on backs occurred.
The two brothers didn’t separate. They had missed one another horribly. That much was obvious.
I stifled a yawn behind my fist.
Rilen and Roran took a seat on the ground, yanking Kimber down onto their laps and holding her close. Subtly, they glared at Dorian while they consoled their mate, her feelings blatantly hurt—welcome to caring for someone who was a bastard. She must be young, as Bel had correctly guessed when calling her ‘girl.’ The young beauty would need to toughen up and learn to fight back—with teeth and blades and whatever the hell else would work on someone such as Dorian.
With time, she would get there…
I would get there with Bel, too…
I sighed.One day, I would.
I cast my gaze back to their resting group.
My upbringing kept me from joining them.
Lord, help me, though, I wanted to.
I attempted to focus on what was needed to save my people. “Dorian, do you remember the humans from Earth?”
“Of course.” Dorian nodded, extracting himself from my lover’s arms. “They were fun to play with, if I remember correctly.”
King Belshazzar clarified. Thankfully, he understood what I was trying to do. “They still are, but we have a slight problem with them on Earth. Under the leadership of your son, the druids took it too far, gamboling with them. The humans are starting a war with both of our kinds, so it wasn’t the best time to tell the druids their king had been murdered. The druids believe he’s still alive—for now. And we need your help with our warfare issue.”
I added, “We have been told there is something or someone here on S’Kir that is called the Breaker. We must find it for peace to be restored on Earth.”
All four druids held perfectly still, frozen.
The air fairly sizzled with druid power.
On the inside, I grinned. I almost flashed fang.
They knew where to find the Breaker.
I placed my hand on Bel’s bicep, shutting him up before he demanded to know immediately. He had pissed off three out of four of them already. I didn’t think they would be too forthcoming with him.
Gently, I added to the request, “We will be in your debt if you tell us how to find it.”
Kimber cracked her neck and rose to her feet. She looked nowhere near Bel or Dorian—Bel’s plan for female solidarity now realized in my mind—her gaze steadfast on me,her words only for me. “I know where to find the Breaker. I will tell you if you first help me with an issue we have here.”
