Page 58 of The Soul of the Dragon

Magnus’s eyes snapped to his dragon, the golden slits glowing with anger and the growl that emitted from him rose the hairs on the back of my neck. As soon as I got Kitra clear it was going to be time to finish this.

“Stop, please. This isn’t a dick measuring contest, and I’m not some sort of prize. Eww. Magnus is like my brother.”

“I’m notyourbrother, I’m his.”

“I don’t ca— ”

“What did you just say?” A fresh wave of heat tore through my chest and I wasn’t sure I could hold back the dragon in his presence much longer.

“You heard me.”

I looked down at Kitra. “Get behind me. Now,” I ordered, barely restraining an attack.

She shook her head. “No dragons. I’m not going to watch you two tear each other limb from limb.”

“I don’t need my dragon to ground this lying fucker into the dirt.”

“I’m not lying,” Magnus bared his dragon teeth, his eyes still flashing. “Your parents made a deal with the Fae King. And as is his way, the price was higher than they expected. He took their firstborn son. Me.”

“More lies. My mother has only been able to carry dragonlings to term once in her life. That is a fact. She told me that herself and I would have scented a lie.”

The silence that suddenly filled the cavern turned eerie. In the heat of anger I didn’t believe a word this imposter said. But I remembered that nagging feeling I got the first time I met him. And the way the King had studied us both when we stood before him in his palace. Something had not been right.

I reached out with my senses now, taking a deep breath to try and find the deceit, but the scent of my mate filled every available space, making anything else impossible. It was different than before. Stronger. The dragon whined in my head as I tried not to stagger under the sheer power of it.

Mating heat.

Fuck.

I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her against me. I had to protect her at all costs. No other could touch her…

“Your mother didn’t lie,” Magnus said the words, but I barely understood them. I was about to snatch Kitra from this cavern and get her as far away from him as I could. “I hate to tell you, though. But you aren’t the firstborn of your line.”

“You aren’t making any sense. I was born before my twin. I am my father’s heir.” I dropped my nose to Kitra’s hair and breathed deep. I needed to bathe in her scent. Fuck. I needed to bathe in her.

Magnus shook his head. “Stop thinking with your dick for one minute and listen to what you’re saying.”

“Isaac, what is happening? You’re hurting me.” I had tightened my grip on her to the point I knew it would leave marks, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to get her away from the other male.

“You’re the one talking in circles. Just go before I can’t control my dragon anymore. You are putting my mat—”

“Jesus Fucking Christ. You aren’t a twin, you thickheaded idiot. “You’re a triplet. And the second born.”

ChapterTwenty-Three

Isaac

Istaggered back, taking Kitra with me. I didn’t want to believe anything this asshole said, but…

“Isaac, are you okay?” Kitra’s voice sounded so far away as my head spun with everything happening at once. My little beast cupped my face with both her hands. “Look at me.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, but the scent of her mating heat was still swirling everywhere and pulling most of my focus.

Magnus’s head jerked to the side and mine followed. “You two are out of time. The King’s guard is here.”

“Isaac?” she asked again, clearly concerned.

“We have to go.” I finally said, grabbing her hands and placing a kiss on one of them. I savored the taste of her skin for only a moment before releasing her. “Don’t worry about me, little beast. I shall survive. As for Magnus,” I turned to him and looked at him with different eyes. As I’d noticed before, his eyes were a match for Ian’s, but that wasn’t enough to convince me. “Just because you believe it to be true, doesn’t actually make it true. My father warned me that fae were fond of trickery and he warned me to stay on guard.”

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