Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 71

Elora’s POV

We had lunch then Silas lead me outside with Matitus and Dragus. Silas and Matitus started stripping off their clothes and I pulled my coat off, the winter chill making me shiver, Dragus rubbed my arms trying to warm me up. I only had a singlet on underneath and even though the sun was out, the breeze was ice cold.

Matitus walks over to me butt naked the air around me, suddenly heating up and I know he is manipulating the heat in the air.

“So, lets see them” Matitus says, looking at me expectantly.

“Um, I… Ah how?” I ask, not knowing what I am asking, which kind of sounds silly asking a dragon how a Fae uses her wings. I didn’t do anything last time, the wings just happened and before I knew it they were gone.

“You don’t know how to use them?” Matitus says with a chuckle. I shake my head was I expected to know everything instantly, Sure they were apart of me. But this was a new to me as it was to them.

“Fine, fine we will just go and figure it out later” Matitus says before moving away from us and shifting. Dragus walks up Matitus’s tail climbing between his big shoulders. Silas golden Dragon nudges me in the belly with his snout playfully wanting me to climb on. Walking to his side, he drops to the ground and I use his leg to climb up before sitting in between his shoulders. Both take off running before spreading their batlike wings and jumping, their wings carrying them higher and higher towards the clouds. I should have grabbed my cloak; I was covered in goosebumps by the time we got to the top my teeth chattering loudly. They soar through the sky, their wings slicing through the clouds, as they race and taunt each other, Dragus standing between Matitus shoulders looking quite content before he suddenly looks at me a devious smile on his face. Both Silas and Matitus flying side by side and slowing down.

“You want to know how I learnt to swim, Elora?” Dragus called over to me. My head snaps to him wondering why he was talking about swimming; I feel Silas chest rumble like he is laughing.

“Yeah sure” I tell him.

“My father chucked me in the deep end and told me to kick”

“Okay? why are you telling me this?” I ask confused.

“Because that’s how where going to teach you to fly” Dragus says with a laugh. I stare at him wondering what he meant when suddenly Silas spins so fast and I have nothing to hang onto.

I hear Dragus scream out to me. “Fly love, flap those wings” The air rushing past me as I plunge toward the ground, the air whipping my skin as I scream. If I survive, I am going to fucking kill them.

Dragus Pov

Silas turns and I can’t help the laugh escaping me at her horrified face as she starts to fall. What better way to learn then to fly then to fall? “Fly love, flap those wings” I call out to her as she screams. Matitus chuckling underneath me. We watch as she continues to fall, falling through the clouds tumbling towards the ground below.

“Any minute now” I tell them and Matitus chuckles underneath me. Silas eyes trained on her and he starts dropping height.

“You sure this was a good idea?” Silas voice flitting through my head.

“She will be fine, what Fae can’t fly when they have wings” I tell him and his golden eyes flick to me. She continued to fall at an alarming speed. I was quite impressed with her lung capacity; she could really scream her heart out.

“She is still falling” Matitus says alarmed.

“Shit go get her, and we will try again” I scream over to Silas who dives down toward the ground.

“Going to be cutting it pretty close” Matitus says, his voice echoing in my head. I can’t watch my heart pounding in my chest as she gets closer to the ground.

“He got her” Matitus says, and I let out a breath of relief, then hear her hoarse voice yelling profanities.

“Oh, she going to kill you” Matitus sings out through the link. Silas moving through the air back toward us. Elora was ghostly pale almost green in colour.

“I’m going to fucking murder you, that wasn’t funny I could have fucking died”

“You’re alive” I announce before cringing away at the evil look she gave me.

“Practise makes perfect” I tell her.