Page 39 of Bite Me

He settled for staring at her lips and imagining all the fun things he was going to do with them later. “You are. You took out dozens of demon dragons yesterday.”

She pulled away from him and wrapped her arms around herself. “By accident.”

Was she kidding? “By quick thinking in a crisis situation. We might not have escaped if not for you and your family.”

Dax butted in. “Have you always fought those bastards? What can you tell us about the big black demon dragon?”

Jada shook her head. “I’ve never fought them before, but Leonard, my father, said they’ve been after me for months. I don’t know what I can tell you.”

Ky put a hand over hers, trying to let her feel his support. “When we battled the horde of demon dragons and the black dragon appeared, you knew who he was, didn’t you?”

She frowned at him. “You don’t?”

Steele stood and began pacing. “We encountered him once before, but he is a new enemy to us.”

Jada’s frown deepened, and she looked around the room at each of the warriors. “But, you, the dragon warriors, have been battling the demon dragons for centuries.”

Jakob nodded at her. “Yes, but not the black demon who takes our dragon form, has dragon powers. He must be behind this new surge of attacks.”

“He isn’t a demon at all. He rules a section of hell, along with the Black Witch, Ereshkigal.”

“The crone,” Fleur whispered. She shivered and went straight into Steele’s arms, a vine of thorns popped up around their feet.

“We know none of this. Why are your kind hiding the black dragon and the crone from us?” Steele’s voice turned hard and accusing.

Scales rippled across Ky’s skin and his dragon shimmered. Nobody threatened his mate. Not even another dragon warrior. “Watch yourself, green.”

Jada got up from her chair and stood between the two of them. She had one hand over her collarbone, right where his mark lay.

“I’m not hiding anything. We don’t have that much interaction with him or his kind, but Leon talks about them and your war with them. This is all common knowledge in the demon world as far as I know. Ask anyone in my coven.” She rubbed her mark. “I don’t understand how you could have been mortal enemies with the demon dragons for so many centuries and not have any information about them.”

Dax pounded his fist on the table. “All we need to know is that they wreak havoc on the world eating people and causing plagues. They are evil and need to be destroyed. Every last one of them.”

Reds and their one-track mind when it came to killing demon dragons. That may have worked in the past, but things were changing. This new enemy wouldn’t be defeated by brute force alone.

They needed to use their heads.

Jada shook her head and sat back down. “They know a truckload more than that about you.”

Or smarter heads, like Jada’s.

Jakob whispered something to Ciara. She nodded and crossed the room, sitting next to Jada.

Jada tensed up making Ky wary too, even though he knew Ciara wasn’t there to harm her in anyway.

She took Jada’s hand in hers and just like that the tension in the room dropped a couple of notches. “What about this black dragon thing, is he a demon? Are there more than one of his kind? What do you know about him?”

Jada tilted her head and studied Ciara for a moment. Ky could see a question on her face, but she didn’t ask.

“His name is Kur-Jara, and he is the king of hell.”

She said it calm as could be. Ky’s gut told him this was a big deal, that they should all be up in arms over this information. He understood it mattered, but he was able to keep a clear head about it.

Jakob stared down at his mate, and they could all scent the powerful sense of pride he carried for Ciara. Her powers, those of a white witch, worked a treat to keep everyone focused. Even Dax’s hot temper had cooled.

Ciara put her other hand over Jada’s and gave her an encouraging smile. “Yikes, what does that mean?”

Jada grinned, shook her head a little. She was as calm as the rest of them, but Ky would bet half his treasure she understood what Ciara’s gift was doing to her and the rest of them.

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