Page 41 of Bite Me

She’d give him one point, but he’d made her come twice at least. To be fair, she had to give him a point for each.

That still put him in the negative this morning. She’d successfully kept him there through their awkward morning after, all the way until he’d announced to the whole group, she was his mate.

Should have been a strike against him. Instead her insides had gone all mushy and warm.

Damn it.

One point for him again. Made them even.

Fine. She could handle that.

What blew her mind was the way throughout the entire rest of the meeting with the other dragon warriors and their mates, all powerful beings in their own right, he continued to let her do the talking, in fact encouraged her to take charge of the meeting.

It seemed like something so trivial, but that was not how anyone in her world treated her. Leon and the coven treated her with soft fluffy kid gloves.

Jada hadn’t realized that until now. She couldn’t fight because she hadn’t ever needed to. Same went for making her own decisions.

She hadn’t even really made the decision to leave the coven by herself. Leon had pushed her into it.

Today, in the past few hours. The only butting in that Ky had done was to ask questions and say he would protect her. Even when she’d mentally tried to ask him to speak up he’d simply lent her some of his strength with a nod of confidence.

One-thousand bonus points. The bastard. She couldn’t be mad at him.

“The First Dragon had a mate, didn’t he?” Jada had an idea who that mate was. “A woman in white, perhaps?”

Ky nodded. “Yes, the White Witch. She left us too when the First Dragon died.”

A white witch, one who commanded all the elements. There were legends of an ancient battle between the white witch and her sister. “I think I met her, and her mate was with her. He definitely wasn’t dead.”

Every face in the room stared at her, a few with slack jaws.

Ciara broke the silence first. “I believe I’ve interacted with her too. She’s the one who helped me understand my gifts.”

If Jada was right, Ciara didn’t really understand the depth of her powers. There were witches all over the world, some who liked to summon demons like incubus, but most were healers, herbalists, and normal every day women. None commanded more than one element. “You’re a white witch like she is.”

Ciara grinned at her. “You’ve figured me out then.”

“What you do feels almost like an allure. I thought at first you were part succubus, but there’s no draw, no need in what you were doing.”

“I can do that, but I save it for Jakob.” She winked.

A ping stung the back of Jada’s throat seeing the want and need the two exchanged between each other in only a glance. It took her a second to continue. “Your gift in calming everyone’s emotions had a similar feel to the spell the White Witch worked on me.”

“I’m still learning about my own powers, but the strongest part has something to do with the emotion part of it. Positive ones work better for me, like trust and love.”

Jada wanted to test her theory that Ciara had control over all the elements. “What other powers do you have?”

“I’m a fan of the earth elements, along with Fleur.” The same daisies that had surrounded the house and appeared in Fleur’s hair pushed out of the planter nearest Jakob and stretched their little white heads to him until they wrapped around his arms.

He grinned and those green eyes of his twinkled for Ciara.

Fleur giggled like she and Ciara shared an inside joke. “Hey, I showed you that one. It’s supposed to be for the bedroom only.”

Jakob plucked the flowers and pushed one into Ciara’s hair, above her ear.

“Your gift with the wind helped us get here a lot easier,” Jakob said.

Ky glanced over at Ciara with surprise. “The gold dragons didn’t help you at all?”

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