Page 57 of Their Princess

“Stay still, Lily,” Piper ordered me. “A healer is on the way.”

The ringing had subsided and what was left was almost worse as a torrent of sounds assaulted me.

“There was a bomb on our vehicle, human made, which is why we didn’t detect it with magic,” she explained as she knelt next to me.

“De-Dead?” I gasped.

“No, no one died, but all of us are injured. We seem to be safe, but?—”

Her words were cut off by the roar of a dragon.

Sadly, not the one I was mated to.

I tugged on Trey’s bond, jerking it as hard as I could with my limited powers at the moment.

Piper stood on wobbly legs, one of her arms hanging limply by her side, and took a warrior shift with a sword in the hand that seemed to be working. “Protect the royals!” she shouted.

Jeremy limped over as quickly as he could and put up a barrier just in time to protect us from the first dragon’s breath aimed at us. He dropped to one knee, sucking in sharp gasps as he gripped his staff and held the barrier in place.

Where was Mason? I could feel the bond, but not where he was. Was he unconscious? I knew he wasn’t dead, because I would have felt that pain, but I was too weak to do anything else.

Closing my eyes, I tried to mentally communicate with my fathers, trying to get someone nearby who could help us. Or someone who could get Dad or Mom to teleport to us and help fight.

The disorientation I was dealing with made it hard to even do that, so I wasn’t sure if anyone heard me.

“Give us Liliana and we’ll let the rest of you live,” a familiar male voice said.

Who was that? I knew the voice, but … who?

“What is the meaning of this, Alexander? Do you think you won’t be punished for this?” Piper asked.

“Doesn’t matter as long as I take her out,” he grunted.

My mate’s cousin was attacking me. Wow.

“Spineless. Piece. Of. Shit,” I gasped out as I pushed up onto my hands and knees.

He growled. “What?”

I turned my head slowly to look at him. “Couldn’t. Handle us. Full power. Used humans. Pathetic. Dragon. Bastard.”

He roared and tried to use a fire breath, but Jeremy‘s shield was still intact.

I gripped the back of Piper’s shirt as I stood and we leaned against each other, helping to stay upright. “Going to. Watch Trey. Gut you. Put your head. On mantle,” I gasped out. I definitely had ribs broken. No doubt about it. Thankfully, we had decently fast healing rates, so as long as we could hold out, we could heal and fight them.

He spat to the side. “He’ll thank me for curing him of your stench.”

The vehicle we’d been in was completely destroyed and burning about fifty feet from us. Had we flown out of it and landed on the pavement here? There was broken glass everywhere, which made it hard to find a safe spot to rest.

Piper had blood dripping down her limp arm and there was a dark patch on her back that concerned me, but there wasn’t time to check injuries and assess our condition.

“I’m going to pull your spine from your body and use it as a coatrack,” Kayden snarled as he stood up behind us. Blood dripped down his face and onto his shoulder, but his eyes glowed with unbridled fury and he otherwise looked unharmed.

“We do need. New coat rack… in… the house,” I said with a smile at him.

Kayden didn’t look at me as he shifted into his warrior form and ran out of the shield, straight at Alexander.

A dizzy spell hit me and I fell to my knees, but I kept my eyes glued to the fight, needing to watch my mate fighting our enemy.

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