“Then he will meet a different side of me.”
The guy that wanted me dead was friends with him?
I got up and went to my room.
Dad came with me.
I laid on my bed as Dad started packing only a backpack.
“I need more clothes than that.”
“You will get more clothes once we reach Paegeia, Elena. Right now, none of these things matter. Only you.”
I nodded. “The guy that wanted to kill me, is he friends with Emanual?”
“It’s his brother.”
I gasped. His brother?
“He is a Moon-bolt dragon. Almost six hundred years older than Emanual. He saw you when other Moon-Bolt’s struggled.”
“Those are the blue dragons, right?” Dad and Robert tried to give me the crash course on them.
“Yes. I can’t tell you how bad he feels that it’s his blood that made our lives a living nightmare.”
“I thought you were paranoid. Why did you let me think that?” My lower lip vibrated as I wiped the tears that formed in my eyes.
Dad crouched in front of me. “It was better than the truth. If I could give you a better life on this side, believe me, I would have.” He touched my face softly. “I don’t know what is going to happen tonight. But please, if I leave, just stay close to Emanual.”
“Leave?”
“If. I’ll find you, okay. Your safety is important. The only thing that is important.”
I nodded and grabbed him around his neck. “I’m sorry that I made it so difficult for you.”
“Don’t.” He wrapped his arms around me.
I took a sniff of his musky scent. Dad always smelled like home. “I’m scared.”
“Of course you are. We all are. It’s usually the important missions that scare us the most, and believe me, I’ve been on plenty. But this is the scariest one of them all. We have come so far. It’s time to go back home.” Dad’s warm lips brushed my cheek softly.
I nodded.
“We will both be home in the next 48 hours, Bear.”
19
Dad packed most of the things I needed. I made sure that my treasure box was in my backpack. There was no way that I was going to part with that. It was all I could show for my life this side.
I went down and ate a sandwich. With all the knots in my stomach and watching everyone in the house getting ready to leave, it was hard to finish the sandwich, but orders from Dad.
He was right. Dad might not have fathered me, but he was my dad. He was the only one there, the only one that raised me. That stuck with me. I owed him everything.
I felt a tinge of guilt when I wanted to know more about my birth parents. Albert and Catherine, or Kate, like they’d called her. I wondered a thousand times what they looked like over the past few days. Dad said that I looked a lot like my father, but I had my mother’s features, too. I did not know what she looked like, but he told me she was beautiful. She had this dark brown hair and gray doe eyes. I had nothing of her.
Blake wasn’t coming back. I guessed he took a step back, knowing that my dragon was vicious and didn’t want to be in his way. Nobody would even look at me. I had no choice; it was the Rubicon or nobody. That was the reason Dad asked me not to date, and I didn’t listen. So this was my fault—all of it.
Most of the men were wearing robes. Emanual wore black. Black pants, black shirt and boots with a thick jacket.
