Page 59 of Stygian


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Damn, he was gorgeous. Perfect in every way and completely delectable.…

She took one long, lingering look at his lush, muscular body and the way the water made those ripped muscles glow …

Yeah, it was worth it. And it always made it difficult for her to remain in her dragon’s body whenever she watched him bathe. It was why she allowed him to do so, even though it would mean her life if they were caught.

Biting her lip, she felt the heat inside her rise and it wasn’t from her dragon’s fire.

For years now, she’d been venturing into the main Apollite town in the guise of one of them to spy on him from a distance. Sometimes when he trained. Or whenever they gathered for celebrations. Always in crowds so that he wouldn’t notice her or, goddess forbid, approach her to talk.

Although there had been a few close calls when she’d been too caught up with his beauty that she hadn’t pulled away fast enough.

Now …

You’re different tonight, Urian. What else happened that you haven’t told me about?

Urian had a confidence to him that hadn’t been there before. A peculiar air she couldn’t quite place. In spite of his injuries, she sensed a peace she didn’t understand.

Most of all, she wanted to wrap him in her arms and hold him close so that no one could harm him or threaten his safety in any way.

He paused in the black water to stare up at her where she waited on the bank. Floating on his back, he gave her an uninhibited view of his entire perfect body.Everyinch of it.

Her throat went dry as she felt even more heat rushing through her. All she wanted was the courage to change forms and climb on top of him so that she could take him inside her and claim him as her own.

That would be heaven. And it was the one dream she had that she knew could never be.

Especially when he finally broke the silence with words that shattered her heart.

“I fed tonight.”

An unbelievable wave of anger and jealousy tore through her as her happiness splintered at the thought of him having sex with another woman. A wave so fierce and furious that she almost belched fire at him. It made her long to do him harm. More than that, it demanded she find whatever female he’d found and pluck every strand from her head until she was bald and bleeding.

Begging for mercy!

How could he do this?

Then again, how could he not?

The truth stung like a hive of hornets, and it brought tears to her eyes as she forced herself to calm down and face a bitter, harsh truth. He had to have an Apollite to feed him. She could never do that and she knew it. With all her powers and abilities …

She could never be what he needed.

Never.

“Xyn?” He swam closer to her. “Are you all right?”

No. How could she be? The man she loved had broken her heart. He’d taken another lover and there was nothing she could do about it.

He was faithless and here she had to stand in silence while he cavorted with someone else and rubbed her very nose in it. While he laughed and went off with another, right in front of her very eyes. How could any woman be all right withthat?

It was madness for him to even postulate such a question to her.

Yet in spite of the pain. In spite of the travesty, she swallowed hard before she answered in a calm, steady voice that belied her tattered heart.Of course.

With a worried frown, he came out of the water, dripping and naked, and headed for her.

Unable to bear the sight of his beauty when she knew she couldn’t have any part of him, Sarraxyn got up and flew away, wishing more than ever that she could leave this horrible place and find her own family. Be among her own kind again. At least there she wouldn’t be so horribly alone.

Forever. An outcast in a world where there was no one like her. Where no one could love her or see her for what she really was. She was a freak here.