Page 68 of Dante's Circle Reborn

He tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded. “And I have a lot to learn about you. So, Caly. You’ll help?”

She didn’t know if he meant help him learn, help his people, or help in other ways. But she understood there was no going back anymore. This was a new beginning for her, a new chance, and she was going to take it.

So she nodded. When his lips brushed hers, even amongst the carnage and the blood, she sank into the embrace.

Because she had been born into the paranormal world and knew that these things didn’t happen more than once. You had to take a chance with fate. And this felt like her first everything: her first kiss, her first kiss in blood. But it wouldn’t be her last.

She could learn so much about who these people were, what they needed, and who Misha was. She couldn’t wait to start.

ChapterSix

Misha squeezed Caly’s fingers as she slid her hand into his, and he looked down at her, letting out a breath.

“Are you ready, mate of mine?” Caly asked, and he liked the new words on her tongue.

Misha nodded. “I suppose I should do this the right way.”

“Yes, barging in on a Conclave meeting and acting dramatic probably didn’t get much done.”

Caly glared over at Dante, but Misha just smiled. “You’re right. In retrospect, it wasn’t the smartest thing to do. However, it did get your attention.”

“It did that. Though let’s not threaten war and secrets, shall we?” The dragon smiled, showing teeth. Misha bared fang in response, but only in fun.

“Are we done comparing the size of our fangs?” Caly asked. Nadie, the dragon’s mate, put her hand over her mouth and laughed.

“Are you laughing at the size of my fangs, darling?” Dante asked his mate, and she just shook her head while their other mate, Jace, snorted.

Jace, the big bear shifter with a touch of sadness in his eyes smiled. “Let’s not whip out our fangs anytime soon, okay? We have some things to talk about. And, since I am a Mediator, I will be your representative.”

“It would have been nice to know your role existed,” Misha said honestly.

“Well, you can’t know everything about the paranormal world when you hide from it,” Caly said, and he looked over at her.

“That is true. But I’m learning.”

He was also learning so much about the woman beside him. He knew that everything he was feeling would make sense someday. He would let his emotions surge through him like they should. But for now, all he could do was just want her by his side, while he stayed by hers.

“So, this is exactly what we’re going to do,” Jace said, but then he began to talk about the politics and the actual legalities that came into play for creating a new realm.

Dante just rolled his eyes. “You know, sometimes I miss the old days where I could just burn down a village and eat some sheep.”

“And if you add taking a willing virgin at the end of that, I am going to have to kick you.” Nadie grumbled playfully as she said it, and Caly laughed with her.

Misha just smiled at the way the triad joked with one another, even though this was a serious situation. He looked down at Caly, who smiled up at him, a curious look in her eyes.

“What are you thinking?” he asked, his voice low. The others would be able to hear them. After all, they were each paranormals in their own right. Still, they were all being respectful in pretending that they were ignoring them.

“I was just thinking that one day we might have that.”

“Have what?”

“The easy camaraderie. And the way they just seem comfortable.”

“It’ll take time.” He reached out and tucked more hair behind her ears. “But I’m excited to see what happens.”

“Me, too. But first, let’s save your people. And while we’re there, my job. And, oh, let’s not get me kicked out of the mer-realm or anything.” She added that last part, and everyone stared at her.

Misha just blinked. “They threatened to kick you out of the realm?” he growled, his fangs dropping.

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