Page 31 of Dragon Unhinged

“I’m going to need all the details, right now.”

“How about we keep moving, and I’ll tell you what I can.”

Ellie lets out an exaggerated sigh as she starts driving again. “How could you not tell me about this? I need everything. How did you meet? Where did you meet? Have the two of you gotten nasty yet? Everything.” She swerves in and out of lanes, avoidingother cars and making it damn near impossible for anyone to follow us.

I swallow hard, still wary about talking about Declan. If I tell her anything, and my father finds out, or if Declan gets hurt because I admit to knowing him, I’ll never forgive her.

Or myself.

Chapter

Thirteen

DECLAN

They’re coming again. They’re going to make us fight.Kayden’s voice fills my head.

I refrain from putting my fist through the wall.

I haven’t been in the ring much in the last month. None of us have. It was almost starting to feel like they’d forgotten about us, abandoned the fights all together. No such luck.

My wounds have all pretty much healed, and every time I’ve had Brianna in my cell, I’ve felt like my old self. Like my dragon and I are on the same page again, cohabitating.

How do you know?Ewan’s voice is the next one to invade my thoughts, and I’m glad he asked it, so I don’t have to.

I can hear the vans approaching. If it’s not to fight, then I don’t want to know what other torture I’m in for.

I hate the resignation in Kayden’s voice. I hate knowing that interacting with Brianna, even just to get treats, has impacted us all.

I feel like I’ve made friends here, but only after she came into my life.

And if any of us get paired against the other now, I can’t imagine how much harder it would be to kill either of them.

I’d do it, to protect what I have with my mate, even if she’s unclaimed. But I’d hate doing it and it would probably damage my soul.

I can smell our guards before they even open the door, feel the prickle of their damned electro-shock sticks. The first few times, I could smell fear on them, hesitancy, and even disgust. Now, it’s just bloodlust. A brutal desire to watch us bleed, watch us tear each other apart, and a desire to have control over us.

“Come on, dragon. We’ve got a special fight planned for you tonight.” The guard standing at my door is new, with a square jaw and a military-short buzz cut, and a maniacal grin that makes me believe without hesitation that he intends for me to die tonight.

Before I can really think about it, before I can even think about Brianna and what it would do to her if I died on the two nights she dared to have time with someone who isn’t held captive, he jams his shock-stick into my side, full blast.

I feel the jolt radiate through my ribs, up and down my whole body until I collapse, hitting my knees hard on the concrete floor and seeing black spots in my vision.

Fuck, this guy seems intent on making sure I suffer.

Prodding me again, this time without a jolt, he snarls out, “Move.”

I’m still hunched over, my footsteps uneven and uneasy as my extremities still twitch from the electric bolt, but I stumble forward, knowing that if I even dare to take my time, he won’t hesitate to shock me again.

Ewan, Kayden. If I don’t come back, you have to tell Brianna what happened. You have to make sure she knows I would fight death itself to be with her.

We know. And so does she.Ewan’s tone is gentle, even though even mentally it sounds like he’s gritting against thesame sort of jolts as I am.No one who’s heard you make her come could doubt your devotion to her.

I almost want to laugh, but my assigned guard prods me again, this time with a lesser shock, but enough to remind me what awaits me if I don’t keep moving.

Climbing into the back of the van, I put all of my thoughts toward Brianna.

She’s what I fight for now, and even if they match me against one of my brothers, I’m coming back to her.

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