Free A Dragon's Heart by Jana Leigh, Willow Brooke

to his brothers. “You two better disappear before I rip them off and feed them to you,” Drakk spat.
    Peyon and Brak both moved to stand, but Aislinn stopped them. “Sit!” she yelled, narrowing her eyes at them. Peyon and Brak looked at each other, freezing. They swore her eyes were glowing. She was scarier than the two dragons shooting daggers at them. Peyon and Brak looked back at Drakk and Jex, their dragon brothers might not know it yet, but they were done. This little woman was not intimated by the big bad dragons in the least. When mated, she would hold her own with them. They wonder if it was the magic to be harnessed by two mates or the temper itself because when they looked back at Aislinn, it almost looked as if she had snorted out her own smoke she was so red in the face.
    "Don't you blow smoke out at me, you overgrown lizard," she spat at Drakk.
    "Overgrown lizard? Really. You have no idea just how overgrown I am, sweetheart. I am the alpha and will be obeyed or I may just have to turn you over my knee and spank you with my spiked tail," Drakk knew he was goading her, but he couldn't seem to stop. Watching her skin heat up and the fire in her eyes, well, he may be over five hundred years old but that didn't necessarily mean he was smart beyond his years. From the looks on his brothers’ faces and Aislinn's, he may have went a little far in his teasing. He realized he was going to need to do some major damage control and fast. Before he thought of something to say to settle their little hot head down, Jex moved in for the kill.
    “Hey, baby. Did you find anything?” He walked up to her and planted a kiss to the top of her head. She visibly relaxed, giving Drakk one last glare before she pointed to a section in the book.
    “We did. This talks about how a witch’s magic will join and amplify her mates. Even in the ancient texts we have cross-referenced, it was foretold that matings of three would be the answer to unlocking the magical realm. I can’t seem to find a timetable on how long it will go on or take, but there are a lot of unknowns still for us to figure out.” She handed the book to Drakk. He read the old script, unsure what it all meant. Jex moved to sit, shoving Peyon out of the way to take his seat. Peyon growled but backed off, finding pleasure in creating discomfort with them. Aislinn was gorgeous, so harmless flirting was fun—especially if it meant pissing off Drakk and Jex. Two for the price of one. Didn’t get much better than that. Besides, someone had to knock some sense into those two and he might as well have fun doing it.
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Joslin had been alone for centuries, and had finally come to admit she was the last of her kind. It was a lonely realization. For years, she had remained hidden in the high Appalachian Mountains, remaining out of the sight of humans. They had been the ones who had destroyed her family so many centuries before. She hated them, and everything they stood for. It was rare for them to make their way up to such a high elevation, but on the few times they had, she had indulged in a guilt free snack that gave her a sense of redemption for the loss of her loved ones. Humans might not be a filling meal, but their sweet flesh was a delicacy in which she indulged in as often as possible.
    Her home rested deep in the core of the mountain, impossible for anyone to stumble upon. She had found it by mere accident while out teaching her younger siblings how to hunt, before the humans had killed them. Joslin had been forced to remain in her cave for decades, only hunting the animals that wandered in reach, and otherwise using her magic to provide for herself. But it was what she discovered while in her cave that was the most important. When she first found the cave, she loved how deep it went, it would take decades to find every single tunnel that it held, and she had.
    The treasure that lay within had been truly a great find. A portal of some sort,