Page 47 of Cage Me

Ciara nodded. “Oh, right. I think it’s obligatory for them to make us mad first. It’s like part of the ritual or something. Fleur got so irritated with Steele, that’s Jakob’s second, that she made him sleep in a cold bathtub.”

Jada laughed. “Ky would probably love that. Get him anywhere near water and he turns into a complete horndog. I can’t even do dishes at the shop without him trying to get in my pants.”

“Tell me about it. Our bedroom is practically its own state park.”

“So, their element gets them turned on?” Cage’s powers lay in the sun and sky. How was that going to work when she was not only a mermaid, but had a new found ability to ask the water to do what she wanted?

“Yeah. I imagine a gold dragon would make bed of clouds or something.”

Azy had better get over her fear of heights real fast. “Did either of you ever question whether this whole mating thing was real? If your mate was really the right one?”

She wanted to take the words back as soon as they were out of her mouth. What a stupid question. Of course not. Look at how happily in love and lust they both were with their dragons.

Ciara snort laughed. “Oh, god yes.”

What?

“Who has ever heard of a super hot, studly dragon shifter falling in love with a chubby wedding planner? I certainly hadn’t. At least you two knew dragons even existed. I was a plain old human who thought magic was only in the movies until recently.”

Jada poured them all more coffee. “I’m pretty sure I tried to talk Ky out of being anywhere near me. Demons don’t even mate.”

“But, the White Witch is like a Russian babushka when it comes to match making. You gotta do what she says and trust her.”

“Who’s that?”

“You know, the lady in white who gave you your necklace.”

Azy reached for where the shard used to hang around her neck and shook her head. She glanced over to the other women’s necks. They both wore shards. One green and one blue.

“You probably didn’t realize it was her. I got mine at a flea market. Fleur thought her mother left hers for her.” Ciara tapped her lips. “Let me think if I got a vision of yours. Part of my gifts makes me connected to the other mates. What did your necklace look like?”

Despite whatever calming magic Ciara was using, something uncomfortable formed in Azy’s throat. Like she’d swallowed too big a bite of donut, and it was lodged just above her esophagus. “I don’t have a necklace.”

Ciara exchanged a look with Jada that Azy didn’t miss for even a second. “Well, um. You probably didn’t need one because you already had Cage’s soul shard.”

“Yeah. That’s probably it.” Or she wasn’t Cage’s mate at all.

“So, tell us about the woman Jett brought up? Is she really the one who almost killed Match?” Ciara very adeptly changed the subject.

“Match is the Red Dragon Wyvern?”

The women nodded.

Ninsy, the gold toga wearing woman, had assured Azy that she would take care of Fallyn. That it was her duty.

“I couldn’t leave her down there, not after what I saw her father do to her.”

“I don't understand how the Black Dragon has a daughter.” Jada picked up another donut, covered in sprinkles and took a bite. “Or how he's kept her secret for so long. I thought Leon knew everything that went on in the demon world.”

Little snowflakes flurried in the air at the top of the tent. Ciara stood and paced back and forth. “Yeah, but he didn't seem to know what Portia was up to either.”

That statement seemed to make Jada sad. She flicked the sprinkles off of her doughnut. The snow over Ciara's head melted and raindrops smacked her in the face. She threw her hands up in the air and then wiped them away. “I'm sorry Jada. I know she is your half-sister. I just feel a little protective over Cage. He was the first dragon who was nice to me.”

That was interesting. Had anything gone on between Ciara and Cage?

She was certainly pretty enough. A blonde curvy bombshell much more suited to Cage’s movie star good looks.

Ciara turned suddenly and frowned at Azy. “You don't have anything to worry about with Cage and other women. Not that I would ever cheat on Jakob, but even if someone was looking, Cage is head over heels, or rather head over tail, in love with you.”

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