Page 88 of Oath of Rebellion

Eirwyn watched him dress out of the corner of her eye. He left his cloak on the back of a chair, for the first time in years not automatically putting it on. He loved the feeling of freedom this place brought him.

She set the bowl of berries in front of him and turned to walk away. He reached out a hand and pulled her close, nuzzling her breasts through her shirt. Her hands landed on the sides of his head with a gasp, and he moaned.

"Your fingers on my scales are heaven, Eirwyn," he sighed, his shoulders lowering. She kissed one side of his head, her breasts nearly suffocating him. Not that he was complaining, not at all.

"I love touching you, so I'm glad you like it," she said before twisting out of his arms and going back to the counter. She hummed a soft tune as she took her dagger and skinned the fish.

"We need to leave after lunch today if we're going to get to the dwarves before dark," he said.

She nodded and kept singing softly under her breath as she worked. He wanted to just sit in the kitchen and listen, watch her, be in her presence. But if he was going to learn all he could about who he was, he had to get back to the office.

He sighed and walked silently out the room.

A few hours later, he rubbed the sides of his head and sighed. Leopol and he had gone through book after book, and his head was aching.

"Do you really think it'll break the spell of protection on the forest though? I don't want to undo my mother's spell," Knox said, flipping through yet another book in his father's office.

Leopol shook his head. "I don't know. There are so many unknowns, including how I died, where my body is, and why I'm even here."

Knox raked a hand down his face. They'd been digging through the books for hours, but every answer led to even more questions.

Eirwyn's singing had echoed through the halls, making him smile. He glanced outside and noticed the sun was overhead. He closed the book and slid it into his saddle bag.

"I'm going to take this one with me too."

Leopol frowned and followed him through the door and down the hall to the kitchen. "Do you have to leave today? Can't you stay another night?"

"We need to get to the dwarves by nightfall. Eirwyn will be safe with them for a few days, but I'm worried about Scarlet."

He'd explained to Leopol about his upbringing. It'd been a touchy subject at first with Scarlet being a Hunter, and Hunter's being the drakin riders that had destroyed the dragons. But Leopol didn't say a word at the mention of her name now.

Knox went through the kitchen and breathed deeply, peace filling him. The smell of simmering fish and vegetables filled the air, but Eirwyn wasn't there.

He went out the open door to see her carrying a cloak full of berries, her hand stretched out to feed some to Ryder. The horse followed along beside her like a puppy, and Knox didn't blame him at all.

He felt like that too. He adored her and wanted to spend every moment with her. He'd follow her into the depths of hell if he needed to.

She turned and smiled. The sun peeked behind a cloud, lighting on her like a halo, and he sighed. She was his mate. He still couldn't believe fated mates were real or that she was his.

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