Page 19 of The Dragon of her Dreams

Anthony rubbed his hands together and smiled, a faint purple light glowing in his eyes.

“What are you?” I asked, a shiver coursing up my spine and making my shoulders shake.

“I’m a sorcerer,” Anthony said as he tilted his head. “Anda dragon shifter.”

“And my husband,” said a soft, female voice from the side.

I looked to my right and a beautiful woman glided up next to Anthony and slid her hand around her husband’s arm. “You must be Jaegar. You’re the talk of the party.”

I groaned. “I didn’t want that.”

She smiled at me, and her eyes lit up. “You’re also fated to... Vanya. Is that right?”

Carlak stared at me, his shock a palpable thing. “You’re... what?”

Anthony smiled sincerely, and I had to assume that he’d shared in the vision he’d shown me. “She’s waited a long time for you.”

I cleared my throat loudly and looked at Carlak. “Damon said that you would share an experience with me that was similar.”

Carlak nodded, suddenly as serious as the grave. “Yes. The triplets’ twenty-first birthday was when I realized that Jessa was my fated mate.”

There was a moment of silence, and they stared at me as though I should say something.

“Ah... okay.”

Anthony’s wife chuckled. “Jessa, Anselm, and Vanya are the triplets.”

I began to understand. “So, Jessa is married to the Crown Prince of the Black Mountains, and Anselm married a human?”

“And Veronica is married to Iain,” Carlak reminded me. “So your families are intrinsically linked.”

More than I ever imagined.

“What happened on the night of their birthday?” I asked, curious more than anything else.

Carlak’s lips twisted as he recalled his evening with his mate. “I got so drunk, I could barely see straight, but it helped keep my dragon in check.”

“Why didn’t I think of that?” I muttered, shaking my head.

Anthony laughed. “Your path is different from Carlak’s.”

“And how fixed are your visions?” I asked the young sorcerer. “Does what you see always come to pass?”

Anthony pressed his lips together into a thin line. “I don’t know if, I’m honest. I’d have to ask my mother to know for sure. Her magic is far greater than mine.”

“But if you had to guess?” I pressed, my stomach churning over the fading image of my own little family.

Long moments passed before Anthony finally answered me. “Things can always change.”

And that was exactly what I was afraid of.

Chapter 8

Vanya

MY WHOLE BODY ACHEDfor Jaegar’s touch, though the more reserved royal in me didn’t want to admit to it so readily.

“Here, drink this,” Jessa said, thrusting a glass of champagne into my hand. “Though you may need something stronger, if memory serves.”

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