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A white handkerchief was in her hand, and it was wrapped around something hard. She opened the material and revealed a necklace with a sparkling red phoenix charm with a ruby for an eye.

“Pretty. It’s definitely shiny so, I’m sure she’ll love it. But, can it wait until we get back to my home in the Netherlands? I’d like to get our group back there as soon as possible and get Fallyn under the watchful eye of my guard.”

“Uh. Sure. I guess so.” She rewrapped the necklace. “You live in the Netherlands?”

“Yeah. I think you’ll like it. There are canals everywhere, lots of water for you to splish and splash, since half the country is below sea level.”

She was used to warm waters off the coast of Africa. Didn’t it snow in the Netherlands? She hadn’t seen snow in years. “I don’t know of any Mami Wata who live that far north.”

“Is that important to you? You can invite them up if you want.”

“We’ll see.” Azy didn’t think they’d come. Maybe the three women who had come all the way to Illinois to get her when her father died would. But, the rest of the Mami Wata did not like change.

Azy had lived through some damn big changes in her life and it seemed like another was in order. She would have to make some allowanced and sacrifices in her life to adjust to Cage’s.

But, wait. When had it become her job to fit into his life?

Maybe he should be trying to fit into hers.

A fish and a bird could fall in love. But, where would they live?

Chapter Thirteen

Chp 13 – Hate me today

Cage could hardly wait to get Azy back to The Lindens. He needed to know that she would be safe from any demon Dragon attacks. He was very much looking forward to fucking her in a proper bed, underneath the domed skylight in his master suite.

Once they were back there he could finally feel like they were no longer running from the Black Dragon. A good warrior knew when to retreat back to their home base. The Lindens was highly defensible, and his warriors were well-trained. Every one of them would be prepared to lay down their lives to protect her and any other mate.

“I’ve got a small private jet coming in to fly you, Ninsy, and Fallyn to my home in the Netherlands.”

Azy wrinkled her nose, but nodded. They walked together toward Ninsy’s tent. After they checked in and them them know about his retreat plan, he would take Azy to bed again. His need for her had grown intense while she’d been gone. They had a few hours before everything would be ready for their departure.

Plenty of time to give her a half a dozen orgasms at least.

Then, he could get her to safety. Give her every comfort in the world. After all she’d been through, she deserved it.

But, first they needed to get of this god-damned continent and as far away from the caldera and the Black Dragon as possible.

He would be flying alongside the plane on their trip, ensuring there were no surprise attacks. Demon dragons couldn't take to the skies. But, there was no knowing what the Black Dragon could do.

Jett had completely disappeared after the escape from hell, which pissed him off. Cage needed to ask him a few fucking questions about the Black Dragon. It was hard to prepare against an enemy that they had very little intelligence on. He did not like flying into battle blind.

That’s all they’d been doing. For years.

All they knew was from his and Ky’s experiences in the Black Dragon's realm.

Jakob suggested they try questioning Fallyn.

Ha. Hilarious. She hadn't been afraid of any of them, but had told them to be careful because dragon warriors were probably after their souls.

Ninsy didn't let them talk to her for very long. She was as protective of Fallyn as Juliet's nursemaid.

Cage reached for Azy’s hand, wanting the way she grounded him, centered him. There was nothing beside him, but air.

“What if we don't all go to the Netherlands?” Azy had stopped walking beside him. She stood a meter behind him, staring at the ground her hands clenching and unclenching in fists.

A sensation like too much coffee on a late night after a bar fight had cages heart jumping up and waving a red flag. “Sweetheart, I know you don't like to fly. But we need to get you and the other women to safety as soon as possible. And that means getting as far away from the caldera and Africa. I know this oasis has been a level of protection for us, but I don't want to push our luck.”

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