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“I don’t want them to take me,” I whispered.

Dorran reached over and cupped my cheek. “They won’t. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure he doesn’t. In the meantime, I will have one of the guards bring your stepmother here tomorrow. We have plenty of things to discuss with her.”

“Right.”

Sasha poked her head inside the doorway. “Can I come in?”

Dorran waved her in and excused himself.

Sasha waited until he was gone before walking toward me. She pulled me in for a hug, and then put her palms on my shoulders. “What in the hell is going on? Dorran looks ready to rip someone’s head off.”

That was the difference between Dorran and Evian. Dorran was more hotheaded, and you knew when he was ready to fight. You didn’t with Evian. His cool demeanor threw you off from knowing when he’d strike.

“We went to The South Kingdom to find out what I am.”

Sasha lifted an eyebrow. “Did you find out?”

I chuckled humorlessly. “More or less.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

Dorran

I downed the scotch in my hand and rubbed my temples with my other hand. The story of Amara’s life was becoming deeper and deeper. I never anticipated any of this when I found her on the bridge that night.

What a whirlwind.

I’d never been so pissed in my entire life.

I had to remind my dragon repeatedly not to kill him.

After he disappeared, I wasn’t sure if my fire would have seared him like a normal enemy. Being in line to take the throne meant watching what I did daily. Do not break any laws or overstep any boundaries.

This was one time I think I could have forgotten about the rules, and attempted to break him. The smug look on his face. It kept rolling around in my mind like a rollercoaster.

It made me regret taking her there at all. It was my idea, and now we were preparing for a siren army to come for her. Going to my father was the last thing I wanted to do. They had enough to worry about with merging with The East Kingdom.

I could vaguely hear Amara and Sasha whispering in our room, and I was glad she had Sasha to talk with. I needed to calm myself down and plan something to protect her from whatever was coming for us.

Several minutes rolled by with a desperate plea for my alcohol to set in when someone knocked on the door. Sliding my palm down my face, I walked over and found Zerk on the other side.

I hadn’t contacted him yet, because I needed to relax and gather myself.

“I sensed your unease,” he said, making his way inside.

I shut the door behind him. “Did we mate without me knowing it? How do you know I’m uneasy?”

Zerk pulled out a chair and sat down. “When you were small I put a charm on you. I never ended it. What is going on? Did you find out something about Amara?”

I chuckled. “Boy, did I?”

Zerk looked curious. “You found out what she is?”

I made long uncomfortable eye contact. “Well, tell me, Boy, before I die and meet our maker.”

“A siren.”

Zerk stalled, his gaze searching mine for a lie, but there was nothing there for him to grab. “A siren? You’re sure?”

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