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Dimitri and I are both getting close, and we can feel the fluttering of Aurora’s muscles just before they begin to tense. We’ll be damned if we cum before she does. Silently, Dimitri and I agree to pull out all the stops. A single nod of our heads, and we both lower our mouths and bite Aurora simultaneously. Thesurge of power her lithe body unleashes is unreal. Every single fiber of my being reverberates with every single pulse and throb of her muscles as they contract and milk my cock. I can’t hold back anymore; it’s no longer possible.

Aurora is still whining and whimpering from her release. I roar out as my cock throbs, spilling my seed deep within her womb. Dimitri crashes over shortly after I do, which triggers another orgasm from Aurora. Her nails dig deep into my flesh as she turns to sink her canines into Dimitri.

Gradually, our breathing returns to normal, and I can finally open my eyes to look around. Everyone else left at some point during our intensive lovemaking. Personally, I feel like I’ve been reduced to Jell-O. Aurora is practically asleep in Dimitri’s arms, and to be honest, if I weren’t afraid of drowning, I’d probably fall asleep too. We drag our exhausted selves off to bed. In a few hours, our journey begins, and the war will be on the horizon.

CHAPTER 94

Dimitri

Morning comes way too quicklytoday. I’ve been dreading this day since Aurora started collecting her mates. Everything we could need has been packed in wagons that my people supplied for us, so we don’t look out of place. Aurora was smart when she set up trail buddies. One dragon, one either Lycan or Dire Wolf with each wagon. We will be broken into four teams, taking four different routes to the same campsites each day. We are aware we won’t hide our numbers for long, but the longer we can, the better.

I walk through the house, looking for the rest of my bond mates. I come across Aurora speaking to Elsa and Klaus’s mother—whose name for the life of me I can’t remember. I already know what’s happening, though; Aurora is telling them it’s their job to protect her babies. Elsa is honored, but her daughter doesn’t want the responsibility. Aurora is at her wits’ end when Nicodeamus walks into the room.

“Aurora, I need to speak with you.” Aurora nods and moves to her father’s side.

“You too, Dimitri.” Oh fuck, shit just got real. His tone tells me there will be very little room for argument. We follow Nicodeamus into the library.

“I’ve already spoken to your bond mates, and there will be no arguments. I am staying behind to guard the babies. Not that I don’t trust Elsa, it’s just that she can’t reach out to you if something goes wrong here. She can’t call you back if we’re attacked, nor do they have my fire,” Nicodeamus says, making a very logical and sound decision. Aurora is borderline in tears. I reach for her and pull her to my chest.

“It makes perfect sense, my King. You protect one treasure; we will protect the other.” I bow my head graciously towards my king.

Aurora shoves against my chest and goes to stand before her father. “Daddy, no! How am I supposed to protect you if I’m not with you? How am I supposed to keep you safe?” Aurora is crying, her tears freezing on her cheeks. The rest of the bonded enters the room only to be halted by Nicodeamus raising his hand.

“Aurora!” Nicodeamus says her name with a force I haven’t felt from him before.

His ancient power crackles over his flesh, and his eyes take on an ethereal glow like Aurora’s do. “I will have none of this nonsense. I’m well over a thousand years old, and I don’t need to be babied. Your children, my grandchildren, will be at their safest with me. You know in your heart that I’m correct. I can sense them, call them all without words. I promise to reach out to you daily, so you know they’re safe.” Nicodeamus extends his hand to Aurora.

Aurora draws in a slow, deep breath, then rushes forward and hugs her father tightly. Frost coats them both—something I’ve never seen them do before. On the other hand, Alaric moves forward and hugs them as well, adding to the frost. It’s getting stranger and stranger when Ladon and Tiamat come running in and grab onto Aurora’s and Alaric’s legs. They both end up covered in frost as well.

I shake my head slowly, watching this frozen hug-fest; I have no fucking clue what they are doing. Eventually, they break apart, and I decide now is a good time to question them. “What just happened?”

Nicodeamus starts laughing. “I’m sorry, everyone, it’s an Ice Dragon thing. When we are to separate for a long time, we share our frost; it soothes our beasts. It makes communication between the dragons easier, and it takes less effort. I wish it worked for the rest of the family the way it works for us.”

I can see the gears turning in Aurora’s mind when she starts looking at everyone. “It might, Dad. I mean, if Alaric and I start and the guys hug on in order of binding. It’s worth a shot; the babies will have to grab on before Arnulf. Dad, you’ll have to grab on after Jayce.” Aurora turns and looks at Alaric and opens her arms to him, wanting to start. Of course, Alaric gives in immediately and holds onto Aurora, starting the frost. Dominik and Jayce are next, but the frost burns them.

“Wait, I have an idea.” I move forward toward Alaric and Aurora and touch them, and the frost moves inch by inch over my skin.

As I suspected, her wolf bonded to me first way back when. I hug Aurora and Alaric tightly, feeling their life-force move through me. Next, Dominik and Jayce join, and then Nicodeamus, then Klaus and the babies—Tiamat before Ladon. Finally, Arnulf joins in the hug, and we feel every single persons life-force as if it’s our own. I close my eyes and see all of our animals on the astral plane. Nicodeamus’s dragon has all of its appendages, and he can fly again.

Aurora is standing beside a spectral form of her beast. “Here is our center; if anyone is captured, meditate, and come here. We can find you this way, even in death.”

She breathes in deeply, trying to quell her emotions. “In death, this realm will give us time to say goodbye. Our loved onewill only remain here as long as a fragment of their energy pulses through one of us.”

Aurora looks to Nicodeamus. “Father has agreed to be the gatekeeper, my children the vessels. They will hold the lost ones here for as long as they can.”

Now I understand why they were doing what they were. It’s an ancient rite I haven’t witnessed for over two hundred years. I nod, looking down at the babies. It’s a lot of responsibility for them to hold and shoulder. Honestly, I don’t think they understand the gravity of the situation.

Tiamat tugs on my pants leg, drawing my attention to her. “Daddy Bear?”

I look down at Tia and smile at her. “Yes, my Princess?” I kneel down to be closer to her level.

Tia scrambles and climbs up on my bent knee to look me in the eyes. Her little hands grip my face, her tiny fingers digging into my thick beard. “Don’t worry, Daddy Bear, Pop-Pop told us what our jobs are. It’s not difficult for us; we’re big dragons.”

Tia pulls my face closer to hers, and she leans into my ear. “We have Mommy’s wolf strength and funny paws on our dragons. We’re awesome; Mommy says so. No one can beat my Mommy.”

Tia nods firmly, believing her words as gospel. “Mind your Pop-Pop; if he says to hide, you hide. We would be utterly broken if something were to happen to you and Ladon,” I say gently and kiss Tia on the crown of her head.

“We understand, Daddy Bear,” Tia and Ladon say in unison.

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