Page 51 of Bound to the Orc King

“How did she do that?” I whisper to Naomi.

“Dragons have the ultimate magical pocketbooks! They can carry anything in there.” My friend tugs me away from the others and whispers. “She looks pretty normal. I was expecting…” Naomi flutters a hand.

“What?” I ask. The dragon has breasts and is hairless down below, but otherwise, her mons looks normal.

“Dragon guys have two.” Naomi makes an inverted V over her crotch with her index and middle finger.

“That’s what your two-dick text was talking about? It’s not something Wranth’s stud does?”

“No.” My friend turns to me, her eyes going wide as an amazed smile curls her lips. “May! You tell me right now what you did! Did you make Aldronn maketwo?”

I slap a hand over my mouth to hold back my laugh.

“Oh, my god, you did! You dick slut, you!”

The laugh bursts from me, unable to be contained, and I double over, arms wrapped around my stomach, my friend laughing with me.

Aldronn and Wranth look over from where they’re arranging several logs in a circle around the campfire. Their questioning expressions only make us laugh harder. No way in hell am I telling them what we’re talking about.

When I finally recover enough to talk, I pull Naomi to me and whisper in her ear. “Fairsies squarsies. Your turn to tell what kind of stud you wished up.”

“A tentacle topped with a rose toy.”

“Ooo, good one.”

“Yep,” she says, looking thoroughly smug.

Sheevora finishes wrapping the two pieces of cloth around her, navigating around her tail and wings. The moment she’s done, she turns her golden gaze on me. “Tell me everything you know about the Moon Goddess.”

“This could take a while.” Aldronn gestures to the logs. “We might as well be seated.”

“I don’t know that there’s much to tell,” I say, not wanting anyone to be disappointed. I walk over and take a seat, anyway.

Sheevora lifts both her tail and her wings to settle onto the log opposite me. She leans forward, eyes sharp. “Whatever knowledge you can share is valuable. We know almost nothing.”

Everyone in our immediate group sits down except for Starfall and Zephyr, who stand in an open part of the circle Aldronn and Wranth left for the unicorns.

“It started on Earth at a waterfall a lot like this one.” I gesture toward the falls. I tell them how I felt magic tingle through the air, then heard music right before the Moon Goddess appeared. “It was a song I’d only ever heard my mother sing. That was the first thing that made me think it was her. Then the voice called me by name and said it needed me.”

“She used words?” The dragon pulls paper and quill from her invisible pocket and begins to take notes.

“Maybe? But I think it’s more that she communicated her thoughts directly into my mind.” I explain how the ball of light swallowed me, continuing to sing as it traveled to Alarria. “The goddess sang of loneliness and being trapped. She said I was the only one who could help her.”

When Sheevora gives me a quizzical look, I shake my head. “Still no real words yet.”

She jots that down, frowning at the paper.

“After a while, the voice grew angry, but my mother wassonot like that. That’s when I knew something was wrong. When I demanded to know who she was, she said she was my goddess.”I jab a finger at the ground. “Those were the first actual words she spoke out loud, and they weren’t any more true than her pretending to be my mom. I never even heard of your Moon Goddess on Earth, and I sure as hell didn’t worship her.”

Rune makes a pained grunt, shifting uneasily on the log he shares with the werepanther.

Shadow elbows Rune in the ribs, but it’s not a hard blow—it’s more like Shadow’s using teasing to show the werewolf he’s not alone in that way guys do.

“I’m sorry she pretended to be your mom.” Naomi leans against my left side, offering me comfort. If anyone here knows how much I miss my mom, it’s my friend.

On my other side, Aldronn presses his thigh against mine with firm warmth. When I glance at him, his eyes shine with support.

I turn back to Sheevora. “After that, no matter what I said, she just kept repeating, ‘Find me. Free me.’ In the end, she bellowed it at me and left me stranded on top of the standing stone.”

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