Page 63 of Song of Her Siren

“Are you going to be okay?” I asked Helian as he sat in a chair staring into the fire. I’d caught his gaze darting toward the buffet with the decanters of brandy more than once and knew he was craving a drink.

“Don’t worry about me.” Then he sat back with a groan. “Worry more about yourself, darling.” He patted his knee, his expression hopeful. “You need rest.”

I quickly crossed over to him, pulling up the hem of my robe and sitting on his lap. I rested my head against his solid chest, grateful he wasn’t also demon possessed. But now he had no brothers to help him keep us safe. If only Finn was here. Hopefully, Blaze had found Finn and Nikkos, and they would be here soon.

“When do you think Shiri will be back?” I asked while listening to the steady thrum of Helian’s heart.

He brushed his lips across my forehead. “After Ash and Drae are settled.”

My gaze drifted to my girls. Thumb stuck in her mouth, Ember was snuggled against Aurora. I vaguely remembered snuggling against my twin when it had been just the two of us sharing our loft bunk.

“Shiri has no one to sleep with,” I said to Helian.

She can sleep with us, Goddess.Isa’s voice echoed in my mind.

I lifted my head, gaze fixed on the double doors leading to the balcony. Two reptilian, crimson eyes stared back at me through the tempered glass.

I thought you were sleeping, I projected to her.

Her laughter echoed in my head.Those were Radnor’s snores you heard. A worried mother rarely sleeps.

Yeah, I answered, my gaze drifting to the girls once more.I know the feeling.

I shook my head when Radnor’s grumble echoed in my mind.

Chatty mothers never sleep, either, the grumpy dragon rumbled,and the siren witch will sleep better indoors.

Don’t worry, Radnor. Shiri won’t want to disturb you, anyway, I said, not wanting the grumpy drake to make my sister feel unwelcome.

“I’ll sleep on the sofa,” Helian said aloud. “Shiri can sleep with Tari and the girls.”

I cupped his cheek, brushing a kiss across his lips. “Thank you, darling.”

You can repay me later, he projected into my mind while waggling his brows.

“I doubt we’ll have time for that for a while.” I frowned, motioning toward the girls. “I don’t want to turn my back on them for a second with the demon threat.”

I know, darling.Eyes softening, he tenderly stroked my cheek.I won’t pressure you.

“Thank you.” Overcome by a wave of fatigue, I covered my mouth to stifle a yawn. “I’m so tired. I’m not sure I can wait up for Shiri.”

“I’m not sleeping anytime soon,” Helian whispered in my ear while massaging my shoulders. “Rest. I’ll let her know she can sleep with you.”

“Mm,” I groaned, my head falling back against his shoulder while he rubbed the kinks out of my muscles. I hadn’t realized until this moment that I’d needed a massage or that I had so much tension in my shoulders, yet my amazing mate knew exactly what I needed. “What would I ever do without you?”

“You’d have one less mate and one less grumpy dragon to contend with,” Helian answered with a chuckle while working out more knots.

Radnor’s rumble rolled through my bones like the crack of thunder.Mind who you call “grumpy.”

Helian shook his head, snickering. “You’re only proving my point, Radnor.”

I coughed, fanning the air when a plume of smoke blew through the terrace doors, fogging up our room.

It took me a moment to summon my wind, but when magic finally tickled my fingers, I blew it all back outside.

Nice trick, Radnor projected to me.

“Next time, I’ll use that flatulence spell,” I answered, perturbed that he’d blow smoke on my children, “and if you aim any farts at us, I’ll blow them back at you.”

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