Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Eighty Seven

Elora’s POV

Just as he neared the entrance of the cave stepping into the light outside I spoke.

“He told me to Silas, told me he wouldn’t let our child pay for his sins” I screamed to him as he went to

walk out of the cave, he froze for a second before turning on us.

Matitus and Dragus both walk toward me when his voice calls out. Both covered in the blood of the

Dragon’s they killed and their own.

“You mean the Fae’s sins, everything has and always will come back to the Fae” I shake my head.

“That’s not true Silas, we never killed her that was your father, your father did it and caused the war”

“Yeah, but it started with a fucking Helcate” He screamed before shifting and flying off.

“Come Elora” Matitus says.

“You’re really not going to say anything, anything at all?” I ask has he holds out his hand toward me

expecting me to take it.

“He is right, the Fae started it, and if his father asked for death, you should have let him do it. His father

didn’t need to die by your hand, you took his only chance to say goodbye.” Matitus answers.

Yet I know he never would have went through with it, his father also must have known that too.

“He will calm down Elora, he just needs time, time to wrap around the fact he had his father for a few

minutes and lost him again” Dragus tells me also stepping forward. I look at both their hands, they

genuinely believe he would calm down, yet I could feel his hatred, it was hotter than the day he met

me, hotter than anything I have ever felt. If it weren’t for the child I carry he would have killed me that I

also knew without a doubt, he wanted me dead even if it meant killing him in the process, killing our

mates, history with the Dragon’s always seemed to doomed to repeat itself and never ending cycle of

anguish between to species destined to never quite be together.

Looking around the Cave those that remained and weren’t dead, were standing around awkwardly like

they were to scared to move in the presence of the kings. Too scared to move and draw attention to

themselves, the air in here so thick with death and bloodshed. His father’s body lying on the rocks

below unmoving, a reminder of what I had done, what he made me do, yet I knew his intentions were

good, I also feared that he doomed us to repeat the past again.

“And if he doesn’t?”

“He will, he loves you Lora. He is just upset” Dragus says reaching for me but I step back. I wasn’t

willing to take that bet, I have taken that bet more times than I can count now and only just narrowly

won. I won’t bet again, not when it comes to our child.

I get up shoving between them walking for the cave entrance as soon as I step out, I let my wings free,

before letting them carry me, take my weight as I get higher. I look around and see the castle, see

Aldrin trudging through the snow back toward the castle with Pluto’s brother, I let out a sigh of relief

when I realise he is okay before looking toward the mountains. Without a second thought I take off.

Silas was nearly all the way home already so I had time or so I thought. Matitus shifts giving chase but

it wasn’t him that caught me, Silas new instantly I was intending to leave by the stupid blood promise I

foolishly made. I heard his roar of anger blast over me as I flitted over the mountain heading for the

trees on the other side to offer coverage what I wasn’t expecting was for his anger to fuel him, he swept

past me effortlessly knocking me with his wing, I felt the brute force of it hit mine, the searing pain that

radiated through my back made me screech in agony before I was falling, toward the trees, toward my

death.

He broke my wings, broke my chance for freedom, but with it he broke me. I heard him growl as his

talons caged me in just before I hit into the trees below, the force of my landing knocking the air out of

me my scream dying out as pain ravished my body. My wings forced to close but not before I saw the

damage, one wing looked like it was snapped in half, the veins of magic no longer purple but black as Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

the light in them faltered before being snuffed out completely.

He grunts when Matitus collides with him, I could hardly see anything from outside my cage of claws

but I saw the black of his scales as he lunged and attacked Silas, felt Silas’s pain as Matitus bit into him

before hitting him with his tail. The force sending us spiralling toward the earth, Silas spinning at rapid

speeds and I scream, my stomach turning just as he does, hitting the earth I thought for sure he would

let go but his grip just got stronger as he turned hitting the ground on his back before rolling as he let

me go. Matitus black dragon colliding with him as they tore shreds off each other.

Gaining my footing I ran trying to feel for my magic, that was fizzling, trying to force it to heal me

instead I only felt it move lower to where our child was, my blood running down my back as I tore off on

foot. I could hear their snarls and fighting, the sound of flesh being torn before I see Aldrin who had

stopped to watch the fight along with Pluto’s brother. I didn’t even make it halfway before I felt pain

radiate everywhere, Matitus pain as Silas bit into him, injuring him. Forcing him to shift before I find my

feet leaving the air, caged once again by the man I love.

“How many times do you think you can escape me and get away with it Elora” Silas furious voice flits

through my head.

“You broke them” I scream hitting and kicking but his grip just tightened as he flew towards the castle

leaving our mates behind.

“They will mend, but after our baby you won’t” his voice echoed angrily through my skull, the venom

behind his words made my blood run colder then ice.

He lands in the paddocks by the green house, as soon as his grip loosened, I ran trying to escape. He

shifts before grabbing me, his arms securing around my chest in a vice like grip as I kicked and

screamed, trying to fight him off. My magic surging but not enough to do anything with it, besides

making me glow like a beacon in the night.

Abigail’s shocked scream as she rushes towards us as the castle gates come into view. Silas growls at

her making her freeze. Dakari and Pluto rushing toward us. I felt relief seeing Pluto was still fine, fine

like the rest of the Dragon’s but that was short lived when Abigail tried to speak to us, tried to find out

what was going on.

My panicked expression must have been enough when I see her hands glow green. I scream knowing

he would no doubt kill her if she tried. Dakari grabbing her hands just before she unleashed on him,

making her drop her magic or risk hurting her mate.

“Silas what’s going on?” I hear Dakari call to him.

“Worry about your own mate, I will worry about mine” He snaps coldly as he kicks the castle doors

open so hard, they smash into the walls on either side. People coming out to see what the commotion

is before I watch as the chefs dart off back into the kitchen not wanting to become victim to his wrath as

he storms up the corridor.

I thought he was taking me to the dungeons again, panic seizing me, and I start thrashing wildly, he

continues past the door leading to them before I am shoved into the room. The very same room I was

in when I arrived. I stumble onto the rug as he steps toward me. Scrambling back on my hands and

feet trying to get away from his blazing eyes. His hand reaching for me before he grabs my chin as I

come in contact with bed stopping me from going any further.

“You try and run, try and leave before that child is born, I will kill Abigail and her entire family, then I will

burn the entire city to the ground but not before you watched me rip her to pieces” He says before

getting up and walking out, the door slamming before I hear him lock it.

A sense of Déjà vu settling over me as I look around at the familiar surroundings, it felt like a lifetime

ago that I came here, though then I wished for death, prayed for it as my life changed at their hands.

Now I look around and wish nothing more than to live, to watch my child grow. No this time I had a

reason to live but after his words, after feeling the hatred burning inside him, I had the feeling death

was all I was going to find in this prison.

Author Note

Let me know what you think of this chapter, new chapter tomorrow.