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“Silas, I am sorry, but I didn’t know she was your mate,” he defends himself. Silas growls, his tail wrapping around me, he places me on his back away from the man. I walk along his scales sitting between his shoulders. I press my hands on his scales which are warm.

Matitus shifts back and I see his brother climb up on him when he reaches a hand down to Abigail. She shakes her head and Matitus’s voice flits through my head.

“He won’t hurt her, tell her to climb up.”

“Won’t hurt her, he just tried to kill us,” I tell him. Dakari looks over at me hearing what I said.

“I’m sorry, you have no idea what it is like being stuck like that. I should say thank you, your magic saved me. I have been like that for over 70 years,” he tells me, but I don’t trust him, and I am shocked at how easily Matitus just forgave him.

“What do you mean?” I ask. I stabbed him; I would hardly call that saving him.

“Your magic when you stabbed me. I will explain when we get home. We need to leave before they come back, they will come back Silas,” he says looking at him. Silas’s head turns toward him, and he growls.

Silas angry voice runs through my head. “Tell your people to climb up, we need to leave,” he growls at me. I flinch away from the anger in his words as they echo in my head. I stand up, walking along his back and down his tail.

“We are heading back, climb up on them, they will take us home,” I tell them. They all look uncertain but once Abigail takes Dakari’s hand and lets him pull her up, the rest follow. Silas flies slowly, those that didn’t fit on them Matitus and Silas grabbed in their talons caging them in. We trekked for hours to get to where we were but had flown back to the castle in mere minutes. Silas and Matitus land next to the greenhouses, letting the people stuck in their talons out before landing.

A few throw up and I feel, this isn’t how I planned this to be. Matitus lands next to us and I see Abigail talking enthusiastically with Dakari. He helps her down and remains near her. I help Aldrin off with his wife’s help. Silas shifts back as soon as everyone is off and grabs me.

Everyone is taking off when he growls. Aldrin looks at me panicked, but I shake my head. I knew as soon as I got back, I am going to pay for leaving them.

Silas drags me toward the castle by one arm, and I have to jog to keep up with him. When I see the castle come into view, I watch Dragus run over, and Silas tosses me at him, stalking inside. Marian is waiting with a pair of pants, and he quickly puts them on. Dragus grabs me, pulling me inside after Silas.

Dragus dumps me in the armchair in the study next to the fireplace. “Do you have any idea how fucking stupid that was?” Dragus yells at me. Dragus never got angry at me, or hardly ever and not like this. His arms on either side of the armchair caging me in, his entire body trembling in anger. “You could have killed everyone with you, you could have fucking died!” Dragus spat at me.

“How the fuck was I supposed to know there were Dragons out there, none of you tell me anything!” I argue back, his anger pissing me off. Silas growls behind him.

“I fucking told you it wasn’t safe, and you still went; you want to run things around here with us. You need to think things through before acting on impulse,” Silas bellows at me. Suddenly the front door opens, and Dragus looks to the entryway.

“Dakari?” he says, shocked, as Matitus walks in with his brother.

“Dragus!” Dakari exclaims, embracing him in a hug and patting his back in that manly way men do.

Silas leans next to me, his voice below my ear. “You are in so much trouble love, I am going to turn that ass red,” he growls below my ear, his hot breath on my neck making me shiver. His warm fingers brush the back of my neck. “You are lucky, one good thing came out of this because you risked not only your life but everyone else’s,” Silas says, he stands upright and looks towards our mates. Silas is right, what I did was reckless. His words hit me hard and I realize I made a foolish mistake.

“What? How? I don’t understand!” Dragus stutters, drawing my attention back to him.

Dakari points to me, a smile on his face. “She slashed me with her sword, the magic in it turned me back. Enzo bit her and he turned back too. Must be her Fae blood,” he states, his eyes darting to my leg, which I completely forgot was injured. Looking down, I notice it bleeding onto the rug. Silas bites his wrist offering it to me.

I push his hand away. “Do you want me to make a scene Elora,” Silas says, and I roll my eyes, grabbing his wrist and running my tongue over his bite mark.

“There, happy?” I ask but he ignores me, instead, he peels my pant leg up and looks at my wound which is now healing.

“I am now, but don’t piss me off Elora. I am already in a bad enough mood. Without your attitude.”

“Since when aren’t you in a bad mood?” I retort. Everyone walks down the corridor out of sight, and I go to follow them. Standing up, Silas grabs my wrist, sits and yanking me, so I fall over his knees. I try to get up, but his arm in the center of my back holds me down.

“Silas let me up, what if someone walks in” I shriek as his hand rubs over my ass.

“I can’t believe you are actually giving me attitude when you nearly just got yourself killed, if anything you should be thankful we showed up, instead of acting like a brat,” he says.

“I’m not, it’s your fault. If you told me there were Dragons out there, I wouldn’t have left the city,” I argue. He growls “Please Silas, don’t do this here, this is embarrassing,” I tell him. He squeezes my ass hard, and I jump.

“Fine but tonight you are mine, understood,” he tells me, and I nod, anything to get out of this awkward position before someone walks in. I don’t exactly look very queenly bent over the knee of someone with my ass in the air.

He lets me up but pulls me toward him, forcing me to straddle him. He grips my chin forcing me to meet his eyes.

“Why did you leave?” he asks.