Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 38

Elora’s POV

Waking up, I feel well rested, like I have been asleep for days. Walking into the bathroom, I quickly pee before washing my hands. Looking in the mirror, my skin was glowing, my eyes vibrant, even my hair looked healthier and had more shine to it, but the most startling thing was the purple tattoos running down my face. They had spread down my neck, these differed from my normal fae markings from when I manifested, they felt different. Touching them they felt warm. Pulling my shirt off, I look in the mirror. They ran from my temple down the side of my neck to my shoulders and wrapped down my arm; they looked like purple flames. The ones on my face were still the flower blossoms but from where my mark sits on my neck, they change to a swirling pattern of silver, gold and purple then flames bleeding out of my mark running the rest of the way to my elbow.

The pattern swirling and sparkling under the lights. Pulling my shirt back on, I give up trying to figure out what it is before walking in the closet and grabbing some tights. Once I am dressed, I head down the stairs looking for my mates only when I walk past the kitchen, I notice Abigail.

“Abigail, are you alright?” I ask, stepping into the room. She had tears staining her cheeks, and she looked sad.

“You’re awake,” she says, looking at me in shock. I nod before stepping a little closer.

“Yes, I just woke up, is everything alright, you look like you have been crying” I ask, wondering what had her upset.

“Yes, everything is fine. Just tired,” Abigail replies. Just as I am about to go to her, I feel a hand tug me back, sparks running up my arm, and my heart beats erratically in my chest at the sight of him.

“You’re awake, little one,” he says before pulling me to him and wrapping his arms around me. I melt into him, loving the feel of his touch and his warm embrace. Looking up, he looks down at me, before kissing my lips softly, wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, deepening the kiss. If he was surprised, he doesn’t show it. Silas chuckles against my lips and I pull back, remembering Abigail was in the room with us. Turning around, she is gone. I look for her and go to walk further into the kitchen when Silas’s hand on my arm stops me.

“Where did she go?” I ask aloud.

“She has work to do” Silas says but by the tone of his voice he seemed mad at her which confused me. Silas pulls me against him, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and walking us into the corridor and pulling me towards the library.

When we enter, Matitus and Dragus lookup, a smile gracing both their faces, and I can’t help but smile back at them. The mate bond was in full force, I could feel it making me want to run to them, pulling me towards them. It felt strange, but I also liked it. Dragus comes to me first, kissing me before picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist before I feel Matitus behind me; he kisses my shoulder and I shiver. I feel him tug the collar of his shirt that I am wearing away, looking at the mark.

“What?” Silas asks when suddenly I feel my shirt being pulled off. I shiver from the cold draft pressing closer to Dragus and stealing his warmth. I feel fingers tracing my markings. Feel their shock through the bond.

“Is it bad?” I ask, confused.

“I’m not sure, I think it’s because we marked you,” Silas says.

“I recognise the marking though, they’re fae symbols for dragon” Matitus says. Silas pulls my shirt over my head, his fingers brushing over my breast and I moan when he squeezes my harden nipple, making my legs tighten around Dragus waist. Dragus laughs while Silas tugs my shirt down and I instantly miss his touch.