Eldurcrest, Charlotte’s old clan, is he eldest brother by two years. Her younger brother, Morgan is four years younger. He’s away overseas. Their numbers are as follows. Eighteen males and only four females now that Charlotte has come into the Dragon Blood fold.”
Charlotte squeezed his thigh a little where she had rested it when they’d sat.
“Two of the women are mated, one is not. That leaves sixteen unmated males.”
“The Black Wing clan are more worrisome than Eldurcrest,” Austin said after a pause. “I’ve got Mike watching them in the village. They’re threatening to come up here and take back what they claim is theirs. The fact that they haven’t tells me they’re waiting for reinforcements. Their numbers aren’t great, but they have a reputation. They torch villages for no good reason, killing at random. They’re the dragons that give us all a bad name. If they come in blazing, the village will likely be destroyed. They have twelve men, and no women, at least, none that I could find, and I did an extensive search.”
“That’s because they don’t see women as equals or even as people for that matter,” Charlotte spoke up. No one could see it, but with her pressed tight against him, he felt the shudder going through her. “He won’t register them, or have any documentation on them. That way if they go missing, no one is the wiser. They have a few women. None of them, as far as I know, are there by choice. They aren’t allowed out often, never speak, and are usually sporting bruises. Adrian himself took a mate at least once. The she-dragon disappeared after she crossed him.”
He growled, the sound low, and mean. That was the kind of man her brother had sold his mate to? Silence fell in the room, and all eyes turned on him. “Go on,” he told Austin. Once they dealt with the Black Wings, he’d deal with her brother.
Austin clicked his mouse. The picture of a male with a jagged scar starting at the corner of his left eye and running down to his neck came onto the screen. “I don’t know who this guy is. He doesn’t belong to either clan, but he’s been snooping around trying to get some info on Eldurcrest, and more specifically, on Charlotte. He uses the name Dragon Lord online. I haven’t been able to identify him past that. Do you know this man, Charlotte?”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t think so.”
He clicked again, and the screen went blank. “We can’t rule him out as a foe. Last known location was about two hundred miles from here, but that was days ago. Keep your eyes open for him. And that’s about it.”
Austin sat back, and Brycen stood. “Okay, thanks for the info, Austin. Is there anything you can tell us, Charlotte? Why would your brother want you to go to the Black Wing clan?”
“He’s trying to form an alliance. He thinks there’s a new dragon war coming and that they need to band together to try to survive it. When he first concocted his plan, he came to me, thinking that I’d agree and go. I said no. That’s when things got ugly. He tried to force my hand, and I refused. He didn’t give me a choice after that. When I attempted to leave, he had me locked up. Had Tulia not found me and set me free, I’d be in Adrian’s possession now.”
“Who is Tulia?” Brycen asked.
“She’s the one unmated female. She risked her life to set me free.”
“Is she safe within the clan? How about the mated women? Were they given a choice in their mates?” this came from Austin.
“The mated females are okay. Their mates will protect them. When my father was alive, these issues didn’t exist within the clan. I’m afraid they’ll go after Tulia next. She’s the only bargaining chip my brother has left. She wouldn’t survive a day in the Black Wing clan. I tried to get her to come with me, but she was too scared. She wouldn’t leave.”
Austin nodded, the muscle in his jaw ticking.
“You know what she looks like?” Brycen asked him.
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