see what I can do. â
Thorn rose and walked to the window. A part of him wanted to rush out of the flat and kill the Dark he saw walking on the street, but another part of him, the part that spoke the loudest, urged him to remain with Lexi.
He was tasked with killing the Dark, but he had also taken a vow to protect humans. Thorn wasnât sure why Lexi had stuck out more than any of the others, but she had. Even though he knew history could very well repeat itself, he would do all that he could to keep death from finding her.
Â
CHAPTER
TEN
Darcy drummed her fingers on the kitchen counter as she looked out the windows and toward the mountains. Dreagan wasnât just beautiful. It was serene, a place where she knew she was safe.
Then there was the magic. As a Druid, she could sense its power in every blade of grass and every rock of the sixty thousand acres.
She couldnât imagine being anywhere else but with Warrick, even as the number of enemies of the Dragon Kings continued to grow.
The ceremony to bind her and Warrick together had been scheduled for a week ago. They had put it off because of the war with the Dark Fae. It was tradition for every Dragon King to be there to witness their union, but Warrick didnât want to wait.
Only after the ceremony would she become immortal, living as long as Warrick did. Traditions were important to the Kings, and she wanted everything to be perfect. Especially since so much had gone awry in her getting to Dreagan.
Strong arms came around her from behind. Darcy closed her eyes and smiled when Warrick kissed her cheek before resting his chin on her shoulder.
âSomething is bothering you,â he said.
Darcy loved how easily he could read her. As their love and bond grew, she was finding it just as easy to decipher him. âItâs Thorn.â
âDid he call again?â
She shook her head and turned in his arms to look up into Warrickâs face. His cobalt gaze held hers. âDespite the unfathomable time you Kings have walked this earth, you know very little about humans.â
âAh,â Warrick said with a nod of his blond head. âYou doona think Thorn can care for the female?â
âI think that it would be better if he took her to a doctor. There could be a number of things wrong with her.â
âOr nothing.â
Darcy knew he was right. She lowered her gaze to his impressive chest and ran her hands over the thick muscles there. âI have an acquaintance in Edinburgh. Sheâs a doctor.â
âDarcy,â Warrick began.
âI know,â she hurried to say as she looked into his eyes. âYou donât have to tell me how important it is that all of you remain secret, but there was something in Thornâs voice.â
Warrickâs eyes narrowed in concern. âWhat was it?â
âI donât know his past, but I got the feeling that it was important that the woman live.â
Warrickâs lips pinched into a flat line. He looked over Darcyâs head and stared out the window for long moments. She didnât rush him. She also knew he wouldnât tell her what had happened in Thornâs past, and she didnât care to know.
Finally Warrick lowered his gaze to her. âCome with me.â
They walked hand in hand from the kitchen, up the stairs to their bedroom. Warrick shut and locked the door, then he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
To Darcyâs surprise, he put it on speaker. She smiled at Warrick. Through eons of secrecy and shielding himself, he never stopping bringing her into his world and showing her his love.
âWar,â Darius said in answer.
âIâve got you on speaker, and Darcy is here with me,â Warrick said.
Darcy sat next to Warrick on the bed. âHow is the woman you and Thorn found?â
âNoâ good,â Darius answered. âLexiâs fever broke, but sheâs still sick. Thorn just asked me to
Henry James, Ann Radcliffe, J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Gertrude Atherton