It was that obvious, even if I almost hadn’t seen it. But he’d made that clear by giving up the flag.
My stomach fluttered like crazy, knowing now that he was coming home with me tonight. I could finally tell him how sorry I was for not believing him.
WE SPOKE ABOUT all the things that I’d done the past couple of months, about Areeth and how my interviews and begging hadn’t helped at all. He was upset about the rock. I frowned, wanting to know how the hell he knew about that.
“Emanual brought me all the newspapers.”
“I see,” I said. “Thank you for the tips.”
“You figured that out? Of course you would.”
I laughed, feeling so shitty that I’d read his journal.
“You know they will fight, Elena.”
“I know, but I’m scared, Blake.” I knew what he meant by that. If I told them that my father was still alive, Areeth would fight.
“You still have that exclusive with Just Kev tomorrow.”
I looked at Blake and smiled. It felt good knowing that he did care, even if I didn’t know about it.
“I don’t know how that interview is going to go.”
“Just tell the truth,” he said. His shield was popping slightly around us.
“Your father?” I sounded worried.
“We need Areeth, otherwise we can forget about this.”
I nodded. “So, you stay while I go to Just Kev.” I looked at him and he looked down.
“It feels as if I’m never going to become just your dragon.”
I sighed and he looked up. “He is going to need you more than me, Blake. He can’t go after him.”
“I know.”
I squeezed him tightly. “There will be other times where you can be just my dragon. But this time, I need you to be Sir Robert’s son.”
“Okay, whatever you say, Princess.”
I smacked him hard on the stomach and he just laughed. It didn’t even hurt. His lips brushed the top of my head softly.
“I missed you,” he said.
“I did too. Well, probably not as much as you missed me. I was so freak’n upset and then after I realized that George was right, I really, really started to miss you.”
“How long did it take for you to come?”
“Few hours.”
He laughed. “You only missed me for a few hours.”
“I’m the Princess, we don’t do long or wait.”
He laughed again. “That is just so unfair,” he said and looked at me again. “You still practiced?”
“I was really upset, Blake,” I said again.
“I didn’t do…”
“I know.” I interrupted him again. “But every time I wielded a sword or my axes, I kept hearing your instructions, which made me even more upset. I have you back in my head now.”
He smiled. “Not the way I want to be.”
“I know. It sucks.”
“We will get it back somehow.”
When? I didn’t put voice to it, but it just seemed like we were never going to get that back. It was funny how a small poem that was hardly telling me what the Dent was really about, put everything at ease.
We finally reached the farmhouse. I really didn’t know they were so close by. It must be his tactic—stay close to home base. I would like to know his reason behind that. His shield vanished and background noises filled the air.
George and Becky said goodbye to us, and started walking arm in arm in another direction.
I saw Sir Robert standing in the doorway. His eyes were on the both of us and he started to applaud. Blake didn’t think it was funny.
I wielded my shield this time and turned to face Blake. “Meet me tonight,” I said and his body slightly froze. A smile tugged on his lips.
“Elena, my father is watching me like a hawk around you, and I can promise you this shield just set off more alarms in him.”
I laughed softly. “You’re good at sneaking around. Just phone me, I will wield my shield. And I’m nineteen, not ten, Blake.”
He chuckled again and I lowered my shield.
He nodded and sucked in the part of his lower lip again as he walked toward his dad.
My heart beat like crazy. How far would tonight go?
Blake
WHAT THE Hell was that? I would’ve just given her the stupid book if I knew it was going to make all her doubts disappear.
“Dad,” I said. My voice broke. Why was I so nervous? It was me for crying out loud, then again, it was her. Something I’d wanted for the past eight months.
“Blake,” my father didn’t smile. Shit, he was so not going to let me out of his sight tonight.
“Really, Elena?”
He finally grinned. “I’m a strategist, Blake, and it’s the Dragon League. What kind of a leader would I be if my son overthrew me on his first try?”
I laughed and gave him a slap on his shoulder. “Let’s talk.”
“Yeah, we should, especially about that shield she just wielded. What did she say?”
“It’s private, dad. I’m almost twenty-three.”
“Blake, she’s not.”
“Dad, she’s nineteen, not some twelve-year-old.” Just shut the fuck up, stupid idiot. “You know that will never happen. Not after what she went through. She just finally feels safe with me.”
“Oh, is that what you kids are calling it nowadays?”
I chuckled and he started to laugh too.
“Seriously, Pop.”
“She’s my rider’s daughter, Blake. I just want you to be careful.”
“And now she’s my rider. Just like it always should’ve been, Dad. I’ve waited a long time for her to trust me enough just to be alone with me. Nothing will happen tonight, okay? I’m not stupid.”
“Okay,” he said.
Okay, so that was not entirely true, I thought, but he did seem to back off a bit. Whether he was going to stop being a hawk, I had no idea. He was a strategist after all, and this could be just giving me some rope—not a lot—to see what I was going to do with it. Probably hang myself.
I wielded my shield again and started speaking about Taylor. There was seriously something familiar about that chick but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was and my doubts didn’t vanish either.
It made me nervous not remembering where the hell I knew her from.
“Emanual has worked with her more than a year, Blake.”
“I know, Dad. I’m just telling you what I’ve gotten from her the past two months. It’s like she is always scouting, wanting information. She makes me nervous and not in a good way.”
“We should get Emanual.”
I lowered my shield and my father asked Fred to call Emanual.
Elena
MY HEART WAS still beating like mad and I sucked my lips as what might happen later tonight played through my mind. He just had to find a way to meet me. I sat around a fire with everyone else. Plenty of people were speaking about Sir Robert and Blake and the way he’d used me to make Blake forfeit.
I felt bad about it and looked away as they laughed.
My eyes caught Jerry.
I squinted as I looked at his retreating back. He was making his way into the woods, a different part of the woods. What was he up to?
I looked back at the house and saw Emanual walking inside with Fred, one of Sir Robert’s other league members.
Becky and George were nowhere to be seen and I decided to follow him.
I got and left the group. Nobody was even paying attention to me. That was why I loved this place so much. They treated me like a normal girl.
I kept my distance and almost lost him a few times but a rustle up ahead in a slightly different direction helped me find him.
I knew I’d gotten Blake’s enhanced hearing after claiming him. It was a handy tool.
There was something very familiar about Jerry. At first I didn’t pick it up, but he would always say things, things that would make me remember something. It alw
ays brought up a horrible memory, but I would just shake it off.
He was one of Emanual’s trusted scouts and had gone into Etan the first time with so many others. But tonight, he looked guilty of something and I had to go and find out what he was doing.
A huge opening in the middle of the forest appeared. It had huge boulders and I hid behind a tree as a manmade torch was engulfed in flames. Jerry looked around him before he placed the torch against one of the boulders and grabbed a bowl.
He started to speak. It was Latin. He was reciting a very old spell; one that gave me the creeps a long time ago when I’d read through it, and I’d never gone to that page again.
He was conjuring someone.
I walked closer as his voice grew softer and softer.
He was wielding a shield but not a very good one.
What was he up to?
I could hear a faint voice speaking to him, and I froze, as it wasn’t Latin anymore, it was Wyvic.
Get the hell away from here, Elena.
I turned around ready to leave when I bumped into Taylor—the girl who’d stayed behind tonight when Blake handed in his flag.
“Taylor.” I spoke and she pushed me hard onto the floor. She was really strong but I was stronger.
I wielded my fire, but nothing came.
She started to laugh. “Remember this,” she held up a pendant with a familiar stone, but the pendant looked different.
My eyes rose slightly as I realized what it was. It was Becky’s necklace that had been stolen the night someone broke into our room.
“Where did you get that?”
“Elena, Elena, Elena,” she said and then a rope behind her sprang to life.
“It’s the easiest thing in this world to change ones appearance, you know.”
“Nora,” my voice broke as I just stared at her tail. It was the same tail that had killed Lucian.
“What have we here?” Jerry’s voice was fully back now.
“Stupid idiot, she was following you,” Taylor or Nora spoke to Jerry.
I looked at him. “How could you?”
He smiled. “How could I?” he looked at Nora. “Guess this new body is really that good at tricking people, Princess.”
My insides crawled with the way he said Princess. “Paul?”
“Ta da.” He laughed and looked around. “No Rubicon?” He grinned wider. “Oh, he is going to be so pissed off when he discovers your lifeless body in pieces, Elena.”
Blake
FRED HAD JUST left and my father started to speak to me about the intelligence they’d gotten from the other day Elena had to go back in. She'd brought in a couple of new people and brought out scouts.
“They saw Goran.” My heart clenched as I heard the news. He showed me a photo. He looked so much like his twin. It made me want to throw up.
“Have you showed anyone else this?”
My father nodded.
“He still looks the same way I remember him, Dad.”
“He’s not that guy anymore, Blake.”
“I know. It’s just so hard to think that it was him that betrayed them.”
“I know. But at least we have the advantage here. We have his twin and if there is anyone that can become him,” he tapped on the photo, “It’s….” the door opened and Emanual entered before my father could finish his sentence.
“You called?” Emanual sit down and I wielded my shield around the three of us again.
“It’s about Taylor.”
Emanual squinted and looked at me. “Something happened?”
“She makes me nervous, Emanual, and I don’t know why.”
“In what way, Blake?” He started to smile.
“Not like that. There is something seriously fishy about this girl.” The more I put voice to my concerns, the more it made sense.
He told me about Taylor, how she’d made him nervous the first few months too but she was on their side. He’d done a thorough check on her. She was a Night Villain (that much I knew), and smart as hell. Sure she doesn’t like to lose, but that wasn’t just her, it was a Night Villain thing. He looked at my father as he said it and I chuckled.
It wasn’t that though.
He’d recruited her with Simon, and Jerry.
Simon also gave me the creeps and he was huge. He and Jerry were human. Emanual broke down all of their abilities. Simon was a lightning wielder who’d lost his dragon a long, long time ago, and Jerry was a blue fire wielder. I looked at my watch. Time flew when one was speaking about things like that. Emanual had almost been there for more than an hour.
Emanual smiled at something.
“What is it?”
“It’s funny how you mentioned her and not Jerry. Jerry was actually the one that started all my doubts about the three. Not really Simon, as he reached the palace in Tith the same time they did.”
“Jerry made you doubt?” Jerry was far from dangerous; sure he was really good with weapons, any sort of weapon.
He nodded.
“Why?” I squinted, thinking that if there is smoke there has to be a freaking large fire somewhere.
“When I asked Jerry to wield his fire the first time, I could have sworn I saw a different kind of flame, one I’d never seen before.”
My insides clenched.
“It was as if it was green, I closed my eyes and opened them again and it was blue.”
My heart beat crazy fast and Emanual saw the horror on my face.
“Blake, what is it?”
“Jerry, has a green flame?”
“No, his flame is blue, Blake. I made sure of it time and time again. It must have been my imagination or something.”
I closed my eyes and got up. “It’s not your imagination, you fucking idiot,” I grunted.
“Blake,” my father said.
“Paul had a green flame. He can put thoughts in your head. You must have seen his true flame the first time he wielded it, and put that thought in your head that it was blue.”
Emanual’s eyes rose. “No, Blake. I’m not that easily persuaded.”
“Emanual, Paul is really strong. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. He used it on me so many times. But my own doubts always came back after a while, breaking whatever that idiot put in my head. It was as if I would lose information each and every time he put something in my mind and had to start all over again, finding the clues. We don’t know what Paul looks like now. He’s been under our noses the entire time.” I froze.
“No,” Emanual sounded worried again. “No, I know Jerry. Blake?”
“What, you mean Paul is not dead?” My father voiced. None of us answered him.
“Elena.” I jumped up and so did my father.
I opened the door and walked straight into Sammy and Dean. They both looked petrified. “Elena is missing. George and Becky are tracking her right now.”
Elena
PAUL LOOKED DOWN at me on the ground. He’d just told me that he was going to brutally murder me. And Blake was going to hunt him like it was just a game.
“That will never happen,” I grunted and jumped up, going for Paul.
Nora’s tail wrapped around me and she threw me away from him. I collided hard with one of the other huge boulders.
Paul was immediately against me, pressing me harder against the boulder. “Does this make you uncomfortable?” he asked in a slight whisper.
Asshole.
“I heard what happened, how those men ravished you time and time again.” He smiled.
Angry tears filled my eyes.
“Oh, don’t worry Elena, I’m not like that, I like my women…” He took a huge sniff that made me close my eyes. Don’t show him any fear.
“Fresh.” he finished his sentence. He did not just say that! I brought my knee to his groin and swung my arm into his face.
I only managed to get three steps away, when Nora’s tail caught me around the legs. She let go immediately and her stinger went for my body. I rolled out of the way a few times.
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br /> “Enough!” Paul yelled as her stringer hovered above me. “Enough, Nora. Her blood needs to be clear. Otherwise, the Wyvern King will never be free.”
Nora grunted. She stared at me with so much hatred.
“Patience my bird, patience.”
The way he said Bird made my skin crawl.
He grabbed me around the arm and pulled me up. I tried to kick him again, but this time he was faster, and I was hit with a rock in the head. I started to lose consciousness but refused to go down. He pressed me hard against the wall as blood dripped down my face.
“I see the Rubicon’s trained you a bit.”
I grunted at him but nothing I was going to say would make the plan in his head vanish.
“He is never going to get here in time, you know that, right? He doesn’t even know about me and Taylor.”
“He’s not that stupid, idiot.” Blake please, I need you! I yelled in my head. I hoped it worked. “You forgot whose voice I heard, Paul. It wasn’t yours and I hate to break it to you, he is on his way, and I really feel so sorry for you.” I tried a different tactic.
Paul chuckled. “I know it’s broken, Elena.”
Shit, I swallowed hard.
“I love that he is going to hate me. One can never get enough of hide and seek. Don’t you agree, Nora?”
She didn’t say anything. Just smiled.
“He will kill you! You and your precious, psychotic bitch for what you did to Lucian.”
“We got him out of the way. How else would the two lovebirds get together?”
A tear rolled down my cheek.
“You should actually thank us.”
“He didn’t deserve to die!” I yelled and tried to wield my fire again.
“Your powers are not going to work, sweetheart.”
Taylor threw something huge at our feet. I look down at it. It seemed like a block of skin. It had scales, but it was glistening. It didn’t belong to a dragon. Then I gasped as I realized what it was. It was a mermaid’s tail. She’d killed Xaline for her powers.
“Mermaids abilities stay in their tails even after death. When we discovered what this one could do, killing her was our number one priority.”
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