Page 47 of Elora and the Crow

She nodded. “Yes, and these are my friends Cece and Jonah. Jonah’s been injured badly by the fae, and we need to get him home. Will you help us?”

“Dragons do not help humans,” Valas said.

“Our clan does,” Bones said.

“Seriously?” Valas gave him a surprised look.

“We have two humans in our clan, Valas,” Bones said.

“I’m aware, but I thought that was a one-off.”

“Cadmus works hard to not only keep the peace between us and the humans but to create a relationship,” Bones said. “If you decide to join our clan permanently, you will need to accept that.”

“I don’t have a problem with humans.” Valas looked Cece up and down. “Especially if they are as pretty as this little one.”

At any other time, Elora would have been amused by the hot blush that spread across Cece’s face. But her fear for Jonah outweighed every other emotion.

“Our car is parked on Hunt Road,” she said impatiently. “Can you help us get Jonah to it?”

Bones eyed Jonah before shaking his head. “It is too far. Our clan is closer. We will take you there instead.”

CHAPTER15

“I’ve texted you the list,” Elora told Cece as the curvy blonde pulled on her jacket. “Charissa will meet you at the shop, okay?”

“Okay,” Cece said. “I’ll grab the spell book and supplies from your place first, hit the potion store, and be back soon.”

“I’ll go with you,” Kaida said.

Cece gave her a grateful look. “Thank you, Kaida.”

The dragoness kissed Bren before she and Cece left. Elora smiled faintly at Bren. It turned out that they were only a fifteen minute walk from Kaida’s clan and their community in the woods. Bren quickly took control of the situation, and within five minutes, the three of them were in the back of Bren’s car. They’d headed straight for Jonah’s house, with only one quick stop to get Cece’s car still parked on Hunt Road.

She might have been four months pregnant, but Kaida was ridiculously strong. She helped Bren carry Jonah into the house and upstairs to the room Elora assumed was his bedroom. Jonah had a mansion with expensive art and furnishings, but it was utterly devoid of personality.

Jonah had passed out the minute Bones and Valas lifted him and hadn’t regained consciousness since. Worry gnawed at her stomach as Bren said, “He needs to go to the hospital, Elora.”

“I told you, he can’t. As soon as they realize what he is, he’ll be in danger,” Elora said.

“Fuck.” Bren scrubbed his hand through his hair. “Will these healing potions really help him?”

“Yes,” Elora said, “but…”

“What?” Bren asked.

She took a deep breath. “Your phoenix friend, the one who helped when Tori and Judd were trying to stop that crazy antelope shifter from sterilizing half the city… could you call him?”

“Ronin is on holiday in New Zealand with his mate Kat and Kat’s sister and husband,” Bren said. “He won’t be back for a couple more weeks.”

“Shit,” she said. “Okay, well, even if he were willing to come home early, the travel time to get back here would make it mostly pointless.”

“Right, travel time,” Bren said.

She suddenly wished like hell that Sarina wasn’t off the grid. If Elora knew where she was, she could ask her to talk to her teleporter friend. Ask him to zap himself to New Zealand, pick up Ronin and bring him here to heal Jonah.

She sighed inwardly. She was being stupid. Both the phoenix and the teleporter did everything they could to keep their abilities concealed. Asking either of them to help some random guy they didn’t know was ridiculous.

Elora glanced at Bren, confused by the guilt that radiated from his face. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

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