Page 90 of The Soul of the Dragon

“Good. Let it crumble. The King deserves that and so much worse.”

“Agreed. But you’re here. I’ve put you in enough danger. Say the spell and then let’s get the hell out of here.”

“We can’t just—.” She blinked a few times, looking up at me. “Wait. What?”

“You heard me,” I growled. “Take the magic. But hurry before I change my mind and do something I’ll regret the rest of my life.”

“But your mother. Your brother’s mate…”

“I’ll find another way.”

The house shook violently again and more plaster rained down on us. “Now, Kitra!” I put all my Alpha power into my command that I knew would compel my omega to obey. “Speak the spell and take the magic. It belongs to you.”

She jumped into my arms, forcing me to catch her a second before she pressed her lips to mine. “I love you, Isaac Ferguson.”

Without giving me time to respond, she wriggled down again and opened her palm to reveal the amulet once again. She bent close and whispered the words her mother had written in stone for her.

Hear now the word of the fae. The secret we hid and the Goddess that be. The work of blood and tears in this vessel and in this fae. I call upon the power locked inside. Bring the power given to me. I want the power given to me.

The stone came to life and I sensed the magic swirling around the room. It wrapped and clung to her like a golden, sparkling skin and I wanted to stare in awe at the change. However, Magnus was seconds away from discovering us here and we had to go now.

“Do you trust me, little beast?”

She shot me a glance. “Yes, why?”

“Remember that.” With that, I grabbed her around the waist, and ran to the window.

“Isaac, what are you—?”

I grabbed the iron bars, and forcing the dragon close to the surface, I used his strength to knock them loose and fling them to the ground.

“No. No. No,” she cried as I jumped out the window with her in my arms.

The second we were free and falling towards the ground, my shifter magic washed over both of us, and the dragon ripped from my body, while carefully keeping hold of her in a claw.

“I hate you!” she screamed as I flapped my wings frantically.

I wanted to laugh but I could feel the heat of Magnus’s dragon fire emitting from the castle. He was officially on a rampage now and if his dragon had control, there was a good chance more than just this castle would burn today.

I flew hard and fast and searched my memory for somewhere close to take us that would keep us safe. The best thing to do would be to return to where the portal to the human realm was hidden and make our escape from there. But flying that far in broad daylight was too great a risk. I couldn’t afford a repeat of those little demons getting either of us with their poison arrows.

They won’t.

Before I could question how she’d spoken in my head, I felt a soft brush of magic wrap around me without impeding my ability to fly.

What was that? And did you hear me?

I did. I guess it’s my magic. It’s back and stronger than ever.

Or it’s the mating bond. I had felt something snap into place when she declared her love, but there had been no time to question it. I guarded those thoughts from her. At the moment, she’d be more likely to deny what she’d said since I’d scared her half out of her mind again.

Just hurry. My magic technically makes me safer up here with you, but my stomach is still ready to pitch any second.

Anything for my mate.

She didn’t respond, but I would have sworn she snuggled against me.

The rest of the trip continued in silence and I half expected she’d fallen asleep until I began my descent and she tightened her grip on one of my claws.

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