Get a grip on your mate, Odem.
Really? If I said that to you about Alex what would your response be?
Point taken.
Yeah, because Alex would’ve straight up told us to fuck off.
“Fine,” Ionus caved. “What is it you want?”
“I want to find my brother, Upalo,” Ronan paused. “He left one night after a fight with our father. From what I remember the fight had to do with me. As I mentioned yesterday, father wished to use me as some sort of pawn, and I have a bad feeling my mother leaving wasn’t by choice.”
“Ronan, do you remember if your brother and your father had similar color eyes?” Please let that be his brother who followed him. When he shook his head, I knew I’d hate the answer.
“No. My father’s eyes were cruel. My brother’s eyes were a brilliant blue and every time he saw me he smiled, so he had those happy lines beside them. He was much older than I was and always made me feel safe. Anytime our father’s ire was directed at me, Upalo stepped in and took the punishment on himself. The memories after he left are hazy and I have a feeling after yesterday’s revelation that’s because my dragon protected me.”
No question about that but what would it take to lure his dragon out again?
“Ionus, I have no problem telling you what I know, but until my dragon let’s those memories resurface, I have nothing. My brother holds the key to many of them, and with him nearby I’m sure they’ll come back. At least the ones when he was still around should.”
I felt his dragon stir and mine reached out to him. Ronan’s eyes met mine, though he said nothing as the two dragons nuzzled through our connection.
Protect mate.
Always.
Remote village in the Smoky Mountains.
Tell Ionus.
I nodded to Ronan. “My dragon just told me I came from a remote village in the Smoky Mountains.”
How do I not remember that? I drove here for fucks sake.
You drove but your dragon guided you, away from the pain.
“He’s feeding me glimpses of pain, pregnant omegas who don’t look well. Like it was a breeding farm of some sorts.”
“That explains your incubator comment,” I took his hand in mine. “I’m sorry. You’re not an incubator. You’re my mate, and I love you.”
He smiled, albeit briefly. “I know, and I love you too. Guess the initial shock of the pregnancy hit me hard and I’m getting a better understanding as to why.”
Yes!
He loved me!
While this might not be the best place to hear it for the first time, I couldn’t have been happier to learn of my mate’s feelings for me.
“Did you destroy the entire village?” Ionus asked and Ronan tapped into his dragon.
“No, only a bunch of the houses around ours and whatever those fire’s spread to.”
“Baird, we need to send a party that way. Fly by night under the cloaking spell. Omegas should be valued, savored above all others. Treating them this way is inhumane and unacceptable,” Ionus fist met with the table, rattling the contents. “We must stop this.”
There were very few spells’ we dragons performed and those that we did were used sparingly. We left that to the witches and warlocks because they drained our powers. But now was the time to utilize what we had.
“Do you think there’s a direct correlation between Ronan’s village and the Gorynych?” Mattias asked, Ronan cocked his head.
“Why is that name so familiar?” Ronan asked, though I believed it to be rhetorical.
