The chatter from the opposite end of the hallway made me smile.
It seemed ... normal. Was that even fathomable?
Something that seemed so far away the last time I was awake.
My side ached when I stretched my arms above my head. I winced. One thing at a time.
I walked down the hallway with soft steps, halting when I noticed Dorran standing in the living room. He looked rough from the back. His body was bruised and beaten, but there was something different about him.
He noticed me as I stood behind him staring.
His emerald-colored gaze shifted toward mine. There was so much relief in his face. I stepped toward him and he turned to face me.
“Thank God,” he mumbled.
I shifted my weight as he approached me. He lifted my chin and kissed me as if he would never get another chance.
Toby’s wolf whistle made me smile into our kiss.
Dorran pulled away and pressed his forehead against me. “I love you, Little Mouse.”
“I love you, Dragon King.”
He made a low sound under his breath and breathed me in.
Sasha, who I didn’t realize was in the room, walked over and pulled me into a hug. "Thank you for saving him," she whispered. "You're going to make an amazing queen."
I hadn't even thought about being queen. “What happened?” I asked suddenly.
Dorran stroked my mouth with his fingertips. “I fought my father. He’s now in jail until I figure out what I’m going to do with him. He’s surrendered the throne.”
I let out the breath I was holding. “You’re safe.”
“We’re both safe,” he said.
Sasha walked into the kitchen and brought me a cup of coffee. “Here you go, Bestie. You’ve been out for two days. I’m sure you need this.”
“Two days. That must have taken a lot out of me.”
I reached to take the coffee mug from Sasha. My fingers cried out at the hotness, and the mug slipped from my fingers.
Using my palm, I tried to stop it from falling but it shattered on the hardwood, making Sasha jump back and scream.
I stared at the liquid for several minutes.
Maybe I was too tired to use my abilities?
Dorran shifted beside me. “Everything okay, Amara?”
Turning to Sasha, I reached out and tried to lift her into the air. She lifted both brows. “Are you okay, Amara?”
My mouth opened but nothing came out.
Walking toward the door, I swung it open, looked back at Dorran, and said, “Catch me if I fall.”
Dorran gave me a warning glare that mimicked the one he’d given me the first time I tried this. I ran over the rocky mountain and leaped off into the air.
The breath in my lungs sunk into me.