Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 78

Elora’s POV

I ended up falling asleep, only waking up in a panic when I roll over to find Silas and Dragus still weren’t back and in bed. Sitting up, I look to Matitus who was snoring beside me. Quietly hopping of the bed, I head for the door and sneak down the stairs. The entire castle was quiet, all the lights off and the heavy drapes closed in every room. The stone floor cold under my feet as I head to the front of castle.

Walking to the door, I find no shoes when I remember I left them in the bedroom. Not wanting to risk going back to the room and being caught, I pull on the door handle. The heavy doors creaking as I sneak through. My feet sinking in an inch of snow and my toes instantly aching, as I peer out to find overnight heavy snow had fallen coating everything white.

Rubbing my arms, I look around making sure the coast is clear before darting around the side of the huge building towards the stable knowing that is the only place big enough to contain a dragon, causing the least amount of structural damage if one were to suddenly shift. My teeth chattering as the snow seeps into my clothes drenching me. Getting to the stables, I could hear growling, almost like a purr. Yet through the bond I felt only peace, like they were all asleep and still unaware of my escape. Pushing on the solid wooden door, I make a gap big enough to slip through. I notice no horses in the stable but see the stalls they would be kept in. Walking along and peering in each one I see no one, making me wonder if I imagined the growling I heard outside or if it was just the sounds of the strong wind gusts. Moving toward the back of the stable, I notice it opened up into one large room before going off in another direction.

A fire pit smouldering in the middle as the flames slowly die. Turning to my left the place seemed never-ending when I see Dragus and Silas slumped against the wall, Silas arms folded against his chest while Dragus was leaning his head on his shoulder. Any other time I would have found it cute them snuggled up together, but It was clear they were exhausted, Silas jeans had burn holes in them and so did Dragus’s. Silas was bare chested, and I shuddered knowing how cold it is, yet I also know they don’t feel the cold like I do. My gazing was cut short when I hear a ferocious growl resonate from behind me making me jump, Silas eyes flying open before he screams and I realise my mistake walking in here, I just followed the path leading to them with out checking what was on the right, my focus solely on finding them.

“Elora, no” Silas screams jumping to his feet. I spin around to find an almost fully shifted beast towering over me, a wall of green scales coming into view. This one was more dragon then man, not like the others I encountered outside the borders. The ground rumbling under its feet as it moved toward me. A menacing growl escaping its mouth, as its teeth gleamed in the dimly lit area. It lunges at me and I scream falling back on my ass only for it to stop inches off me and jerk backwards, I notice the chain around its neck. It struggles trying to free itself when I feel the temperature rise suddenly and before I know it, I see a fire heading directly toward me. I put my arm bracing for its fiery heat to engulf me when I hear a grunt before it turns into a terrifying growl sending goosebumps all over my body.

Opening my eyes, Silas was suddenly in front of me, his face contorted in pain and I realise he took the hit the flames hitting his back and diverting around him, smell his flesh sizzling under the intense heat, feel his pain but his burning anger was ten times worse as it made me gasp. Panic hitting me and I throw my hands out, purple light shooting from my fingers and I hear a whimper the room suddenly going cold, and Silas drops to his knees in front of me. His gaze burning holes in me, he was pissed. His deadly glare aimed at me as his eye flickered like a reptile dangerously. His hands gripping my arms so tightly, I yelp as his claws dig in.

“What are you fucking doing down here” He screams at me before standing and ripping me to my feet. I notice the charred marks on his shoulders bleeding onto his chest. The skin healing quickly before my eyes. Dragus voice sounding behind me.

“Silas let her go” He says worry lacing his words, and I feel my blood trickle down my arms warm and thick from his grip.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Matitus warned you Elora” Silas screams at me, making me flinch away from his anger.

“Silas” Dragus yells to him before ripping me away from him. His claws slicing through my arms making my eyes water as they cut through the flesh on my arms.

Silas takes a step forward and I step back closer to Dragus. A cold shiver running up my spine, at seeing him so angry. My skin becoming itching as fear floods me.

Silas hands clench at his sides and I gulp. I hadn’t seen him this angry since the first night I met him, his jaw clicking as he grits his teeth.

The dragon whimpers making him freeze as he goes to step toward me, his eyes flicking to the dragon curled into a ball in the corner. I gasp when I see flowery vines wrapped around his body restricting his movement. Looking down, my fingertips were still glowing subtly, and I realise I hadn’t let go of the magic which would have freed him. Silas anger diffuses for a second and I walk past him toward wall of scales.

Silas grips my arm as I walk past him, yanking me toward him. But I rip my arm from him, glaring at him, fighting back the urge to run as his deadly glare penetrated me.

“I was looking for you, you hurt me once I won’t allow you to do it again” I tell him ripping my arm from his iron grip. He lets go and I am flooded with guilt coming from him. Turning to the dragon, it lifts its big head and growls, its wings were mangled and not formed as the vines wrapped around its body.