Page 107 of His Fate

My beloved Josephine stands before me in her dragon form, the golden flames rolling from her body in waves.

She is big for a female, long but not serpentine. As a matter of fact, she almost appears to be a more feminine version of my dragon—higher hips, more slender, almost dainty if you could use such a word to describe such a fierce creature.

Her scales are a pearlescent white, so gorgeous the way they almost sparkle through her flames and her spikes, the many spikes that adorn her head and spine, are a shimmery gold tipped in red.

Gods, she is magnificent.

And super fucking pissed.

Posey snorts white smoke, her eyes narrowed on me before they shift to Cyril and grow shrewd.

He moves toward his sword, trying to regain the upper hand but my mate snaps her teeth and hisses, a hiss more terrifying than one any male could produce.

And despite the way I can feel my body going numb, the way the pain has turned from violent to a faint throb, I cannot help but stare at the beauty before me, thank the gods that I was able to see this just once before leaving this world.

Not happening.

The words in my head echo, echo against the fog in my mind. My beloved's voice is like my favorite song, so soothing as it plays out, the music I shall march to on my way to The After.

I said that is not happening.Posey is at my side in four mighty steps.The only place you'll be marching to is the mansion and you'll be doing it sooner than you think.

I smile, lift a shaky hand toward her snout, place my palm against her nose. "You are most beautiful, beloved."

She nuzzles my hand, her forked tongue darts out and quickly wraps around my wrist.

Then she stiffens, her eyes shifting to something behind me and when I force my head to turn, I see Cyril standing there with his sword raised, eyes wild.

"The Phoenix Dragon!" he screams. "I knew it, knew of the great power in the Dragovihk line and now, not only shall that power transfer to me but once I kill your mate I will have the power of the Phoenix Dragon as well! I will be unstoppable! I will—"

Cyril's words die on his tongue as his body contorts, almost breaks and his hideous yellow dragon appears.

I watch as the beast bows his head, shakes it, then parks his ass on the ground a few feet from us, unable to get up despite how hard he tries.

I chuckle as my body grows uncharacteristically cold. "My magnificent mate, my perfect, beautiful mate. Oh, how I love you with all that I am."

Something you will do forever.

'Yes. Yes, I will love you forever, forever and always though I fear that will be spent loving you from The After, my beloved.'

It won't,Posey says firmly as she nudges my cheek.You will love me forever from here, from our home with our family as you rule over our people.

Instead of arguing with her in my last few moments, I just smile, touch her scales, her spikes, and look into those white eyes.

I am so glad I get to take this with me, the image of my mate this morning when we woke, her naked body curled into mine and now, her fierce and beautiful dragon, both images I shall hang onto forever.

Oh but then, then the oddest feeling washes over me, the feeling of laser focused determination coupled with so much love it's almost physically crushing.

My body begins to tingle, tingle from head to toe as it heats well past my normal temperature.

Sparks scatter across my skin and that's when I realize Posey has laid down beside me, pressing her body against mine and I am surrounded in her flames with her.

Awareness has left me completely, our surroundings disappeared, nothing but us, which is when I hear her words as if they were my own.

You aren't finished, sugar, not by a long shot. I'm going to take your pain and make you well, heal you better than new and you are going to kill that son of a bitch the way you promised me you would. Then you're going to walk out of here as Kasimir the Chosen, King of all dragon shifters so you can rule over your new kingdom. You're not done here, Kai, not even close and I'm going to make sure you finish what you started.

I feel the shift far before I realize what is happening, feel my body sizzle, feel my bones and muscles move, extend, break and reknit.

The familiar zing of adrenaline shoots up my spine as my black fire explodes momentarily and that's when I realize that my mate just forced a shift on me in my poisoned state and in doing so, expelled the wolves-bane from my body before healing me along with my dragon.

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