Page 264 of Dawn of Chaos and Fury
“I told you we’re not nearly done,” Theon said darkly, rolling her back to Luka.
And they weren’t.
They spent the next hours showing her just how grateful they were she’d been born to the stars. It had to be well into the morning hours when they finally gave in to exhaustion, which is why Tessa was groaning in agony at the incessant knocking on the door as the sun came up.
“Make it stop,” she moaned, trying to burrow deeper into Luka’s chest.
“Someone better be fucking dying,” Theon muttered, rolling from the bed. She wasn’t even sure he put on pants as he stalked from the bedroom.
But when they heard him shout, “What?,” she and Luka both sat up in bed, fully alert as Theon appeared in the doorway.
“Get up. We need to go,” Theon said, striding for the walk-in closet. “Rordan is in Castle Pines. We’re under attack.”
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LUKA
“How did we never think to get you fitted for fighting attire? Armor? Something?” Luka muttered, eyeing Tessa.
“You’re not wearing armor,” she retorted.
“I can shift into a dragon, Tessa,” he returned, unimpressed.
“Theon’s not wearing armor.”
“Theon has been training for years, and his darkness covers him like armor. You are wearing a dress. And you’re barefoot.”
“You are wasting time arguing with me about this,” she tossed back. “I can create weapons from my magic, death feeds my power, and Nylah and Roan will be at my sides. You just worry about not falling out of the sky.”
“For the love of the gods,” he muttered, stalking after her as she threw open the door to the suite and made her way to the foyer where everyone was meeting.
“Reports tell us there are at least a hundred ground warriors and dozens of seraphs,” Theon was saying.
“You’ll need the dragons in the sky,” Eliza cut in. “Dragonfire can kill the seraphs. The ones that make it to the ground need to be burned too.” She paused, looking at Tessa. “You need armor or leathers.”
She sighed heavily. “I assure you, I do not.”
“Anything we need to know about the Legacy on the ground?” Razik asked, reaching over and checking the buckles on Eliza’s armor. She batted his hand away, but he brought it right back.
“Their power is light. They’ll use it to blind you. Some have the same energy that Tessa and Rordan have,” Dagian answered. “The Zinta and Sirana bloodlines are sworn to him as well. Expect priestesses to be with them.”
Razik glanced at Luka as he finished checking Eliza’s armor, then did a double take. “Where did you get that?”
Luka smirked, knowing he was eyeing the sword that was resting on his shoulder. “Found it.”
“You did not,” Tessa scoffed. “Axel took it from Bree.”
“Give that to Theon to use,” Razik ordered.
“No,” Luka growled.
“You won’t be able to use it as a dragon,” Razik retorted. “Tessa is unpredictable, and Theon is skilled. That sword needs to be used.”
“He’s right,” Eliza said, also eyeing the sword.
“Can we go? People are dying,” Tessa interrupted.
“Last question,” Theon said, turning to Dagian. “Is your father likely there?”
