Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 17

Silas POV

Watching as she left, I feel the bond pull me, wanting to go after her. Some invisible gravitational pull towards her. She infuriated me, yet I couldn’t help the feelings she awakened within me. The fates really were testing me, and I refuse to let history repeat itself. This was our last chance, one hundred years waiting for her. One hundred years of praying to find her. Were they really that cruel to punish us again? The Oracle gave us hope that finding our mate would restore the balance.

Meeting Elora though, left me unsure. She was determined not to let us have her. It was foolish of her to think she could escape us. A hundred years and there is no way I will let her bloodline destroy me again. How Aziza’s thought the first time they would escape my wrath I didn’t understand, foolish enough to believe that there would be no retribution over their actions. We could have avoided all this, if they just handed her over like promised. They made the treaty, and they still broke it, condemning themselves and cursing us. So many species are extinct or on the brink of extinction from their selfishness. We were willing to share, willing to let her keep her husband as much as it pained us to see her with him.

We would have done that for her, she chose him over us, knowing full well the toll it would have on her own mate’s and that was their downfall.

Our downfall blinded me with rage. I just wanted to hurt her like she hurt us, for her to feel the same pain she made us endure. There is only one way to escape the mate bond, and that is by death. The Aziza’s knew that when they refused to hand her over, when she refused to be ours. They brought it on themselves, and we have paid the price ever since.

“You need to control yourself around her, Silas. We need her and if you keep this up, she will refuse,” Matitus speaks, pulling me from my spaced-out thoughts.

“You say that like she has a choice. There is only one choice, Matitus, you know that. The mate bond is getting stronger. She can feel it, she just refuses to admit it.”

“Whether or not she feels it is not the point. You know Fae are the only ones that can reject the mate bond, ignore the pull. You need to be gentler with her, we can’t afford to break her like you did with Blaire.”

Just the mention of her name alone was enough to make my blood boil. They know better than to mention her name in front of me. They may have forgiven her, but I never will. What she did is and always will be unforgivable. My hands curl into fists as I try to stop from jumping over the table and beating him senseless.

Dragus’s eyes are on me as he watches me glare at our mate. They both know the pain her name causes me, and yet he dared mention it in front of me. The screeching of his chair as Dragus got up and moved toward me, pulled my gaze from Matitus.

Dragus places his hand on my shoulder, the familiar sensation of his touch calms me as he leans down wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

“You know he means no harm. We just need you to be gentler, more understanding of her. She fears us and I don’t want to have to force her. Just think about it, Silas. We can’t fuck this up again,” Dragus says before sighing.