Page 67 of Chase Me

The friends who were so ready to help all took a step back. One of them whispered a series of expletives under his breath.

The man in Jakob's hold grunted. It would probably help if Jakob released his throat. He dropped the man to the bench, watching him gasp for breath. He croaked something out that Jakob couldn't understand.

“What did you say? Tell me where Ciara is.”

The man glared up at Jakob. “I said fuck you.”

Jakob's talons extended, and his vision sharpened as his eyes and pupils elongated in their dragon form. This little peon would not have a quick death. Jakob would gut him andpull his entrails out slowly until the man told him what he wanted to know.

Cage stepped between Jakob and his prey. “We've learned enough from his story. She went home.”

Jakob growled at Cage. Now that he was this close to the man, he scented Ciara all over him. He had touched her. No one touched his mate. She was his.

Cage stepped forward forcing Jakob to back up. He tried to shove Cage out of the way so he could eviscerate his prey. Suddenly, Match and Ky flanked him, creating an immovable wall of dragon warrior. He bared his teeth at them all, showing them just how close he was to shifting.

“These humans do not need to be let in on our ancient secret. Control your temper, Zeleny.”

Jakob had already come to blows with Match, and he would do it again.

“Bro, the longer you stand around here pissing in the air, the longer we all have to wait to get to America and find your mate.” Ky said the first thing that made any sense to Jakob. He took a deep breath and pushed the dragon back down.

He hurried out of the pub, wanting to take flight immediately. But the city of Prague hadn't seen a dragon flying over it in more than a thousand years. Either they would need to wait until dark or go back out into the countryside before shifting and flying across the ocean to find Ciara.

After a minute he was joined by the rest of the Wyverns. “I managed to talk the soldiers into not reporting that incident. The one who found Ciara took a little extra convincing. He's actually a good kid and just wanted to know she was safe from our resident dickhead over here.”

Cage was a smooth talker and had more treasure than the rest of them combined, so he'd probably paid them off. Theycould have all the gold in his lair and more if it would help him get to Ciara.

But did she even want that?

For the first time since he had taken her, he wasn't sure what to do. She was his mate, but she was also a human and he couldn't force her to be a part of his world.

She had tried to tell him as much before her second seizure. He wouldn't listen. He should have.

Maybe he should just leave her alone, at least for a little while. That idea tore through his gut like St. George's sword. But if it would make her happy to be out of his life, he would suffer.

He had to check on her though, make sure she wasn't in any danger. They were going to America anyway to find the relic. They had no idea where it might be, and the logical place was to start where he'd found it in the first place.

With Ciara.

His Ciara.

Jakob slammed his fist into the nearest wall leaving a good-sized dent in the façade. “I'll go out of my skin if we have to wait until nightfall to shift and fly across the Atlantic. But it'll take just as much time to find an area secluded enough to shift out of sight of the humans.”

“Cage and I have been working on a little something, that will help, inspired by your mate.” Ky stepped to the side and raised his hands into the air.

The couple of fluffy white clouds dotting the blue sky over Prague gathered, grew, and darkened. Cage grinned and joined Ky. He took in a deep breath and with his exhalation winds whipped through the city. Within a few moments an enormous storm had formed, clouding out the sun.

When the torrential rain started coming down the light ofmid-day turned as dark as midnight. Jakob and Cage were soaked to the bone almost instantly. Ky danced around in the puddles.

The rain around Match evaporated before it hit his skin. “A little something I prepared for the next tempest from your white witch.”

The four of them shifted and took to the skies. As soon as they hit the coast, Ky dived and went into the water. He could swim as fast as they could fly. None of them were as strong a flyer as Cage, but with him along they wouldn't need that extra support of the other golds to push them through the jet stream.

Normally, Jakob didn't mind the silence of flight, but today it gave him too much time to think. Had he forced Ciara into this relationship?

He wanted to blame it on the mating, but he was no primitive beast. He lived his entire life without her, without even a clue he would ever find her.

He would have to find a way to live without her again.

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