Page 50 of Accidentally a Dragon Daddy

“You know who these people are,” I said. “You’ve made contact with them.”

Her face may as well have been made from stone by all the reaction she gave.

“You’re fighting a losing battle,” I told her. “The sovereign herself has endorsed this.”

“Why are you so damn protective of a human?” Jaklin snapped, losing her temper. “What do you see in that weak, pathetic thing?”

“Go away,” I growled. “Now.”

“No.”

I sighed. “What are you even doing, Jaklin?”

“Apparently, what you’re unable to,” she said coldly.

“That’s not how this works. Get lost. If you were going to fight me, you would have thrown a punch already.” I frowned in suspicion. “So, just what are you up to?”

Then I saw it. For a second, ever so quickly, her eyes darted past me and into the house. At the same time, I thought I heard a noise. It was very, very faint.

I whirled but couldn’t see anything.

“Elanya?” I called.

Silence.

“What have you done?” I snarled at my sister, slamming the door in her face as I darted to the kitchen.

A weight landed on my back, slamming me to the floor. My jaw hit hard, and I saw stars for a moment.

“I’m sorry it had to be this way, brother, I didn’t want it, but you can’t see reason. You can’t see that dragons belong with dragons. So, I’m doing what you can’t. Someday, you’ll thank me.”

I rolled over onto my back just in time to have my head snapped around by a vicious punch from my sister.

But she’d given me precious moments to gather myself as she reiterated her insanity. Now, even as my head rocked back, I gathered my strength and hit her hard just below her sternum.

Air whooshed out from Jaklin’s stomach, her eyes going wide in panic as the breath left her body. I flung her to the side, though I took no joy in how she slammed into the stone wall.

A muffled scream from the kitchen had me on my feet in a second, darting toward it.

“Elanya!” I bellowed just in time to see her hauled out by another dragon, a hand over her mouth, the whites of her eyes showing as she struggled.

Jaklin hit me again from behind with a ferocious snarl, giving the other dragon time to escape with Elanya.

“Don’t make me do this!” I bellowed at Jaklin, struggling out from under her, racing for the stairs to the roof, Elanya’s fear filling my nostrils.

They had my mate. My mate and our unborn child.

Darkness gathered in my mind.

“I’m trying to help you!” my sister shrieked as she came at me, her hair long and black as it flowed out like a wild mane behind her.

“And I’m trying to not kill you,” I whispered, ducking under her wild attack, then darting one hand out toward her head.

My fingers closed around that hair and yanked, whipping Jaklin from her feet as she sailed past me. Her forward momentum as abruptly stopped as she shrieked in pain. Then I flexed my bicep with a roar, sending her hurtling up the stairs and out onto the roof.

I followed, clearing the steps in two bounds.

There, in the distance, a blue dragon was flying away, Elanya held tightly in one of its claws. Roaring in anger, I stalked across to the center of the roof, preparing to shift. They were not getting away.

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