Page 5 of The Forbidden Dragon King
He’s unmoving.
Is he…?
I can’t even think it.
Except, in my heart, I already know the truth.
“I’m going to kill you, Lan,” I growl. “I’ll rip off your fucking wings and feed them to your filthy rats.”
I find in shock that I mean it.
Lanlin’s amusement fades to something hard and flat.
Deadlier.
I grab for him again but like a plume of incense smelling smoke, he once more fades from my grip. The rage that I normally keep suppressed is burning higher in me. I can’t control it.
Lanlin dared to touch my brother.I’ll burn him to fucking ash.
Suddenly, however, glittering golden threads spark from my mouth instead of flames. The golden threads of fate are my talent, but I’ve never experienced them before.
It’s like my soul is being unspooled from me.
Why in the name of the Shadow Gods is this happening now?
I’m forbidden to bond with an Omega.
Fated mates are nothing to do with me, my uncle insists. If I give in to passion, then I also take one step closer to turning into my world ending ancestor.
The threads take both Lanlin and me by surprise.
When the thin, shimmering golden thread winds around the bat, Lanlin struggles like he can reject the connection between us.
He shouldn’t be able to sense the threads, but maybe our friendship runs deeper than I knew.
Now, it runs to hatred, deep and burning. It feels like my soul is being branded.
I can’t deny what the golden thread means: Lanlin and I share a fated mate, an Omega.
I share one with my brother’s murderer.
“You’d better hope that you find our Omega first,” I growl, “because ifIdo, then you’ll never see her. You can pine and yearn in agony over the long, lonely centuries. Ifucking hope that it breaks your shadowed heart, knowing that keeping you apart is my revenge. After all, I’ll be protecting her from a monster like you. I’ll spend my life making sure that all she knows about you is what anabominationyou are.”
Lanlin rears back in shock.
I know how to hurt Lanlin. I’m his only friend. And he’s just lost me.
I’ll take him apart bit by agonizing bit. Vampires are protective of their Omegas. Lanlin has been lonely his entire life. He must be desperate now that he knows even amonsterlike him has a fated mate.
Except, he doesn’t. He’s betrayed me, and now, I’m going to fucking destroy him.
Lanlin hesitates. For a long moment, we stare at each other.
“Kill me then,” I say, coldly, despite how fast my heart is beating in my chest. “Try to tear out my throat like you did my brother’s. I swear by the Shadow Gods that it’s the only way you’ll bond with your fated Omega.”
Silence.
Lanlin’s wine-red eyes darken.
