Page 56 of Soaring in Flames (Reborn 2)
“You weren’t paying attention?” I asked, realizing he was being honest about not looking into her head too much.
Henry sighed, “I do it too much as it is, so no, I wasn’t at the time. Plus, she is damn good at keeping me out of her head. Did anything happen earlier that day while you were out?”
“Yeah actually,” I nodded. “We were atCartierand she saw a cross, totally zoned out and started crying. I’m not really doing the story justice but apparently her mother used to brand her with crosses and Maya had to cut herself with glass to make sure she healed.”
Henry’s stethoscope fell to the ground as Marco’s dragon made a deep furious noise making Maya whimper in her sleep. He stopped but Henry seemed still in shock as he grabbed his instrument and looked back down at her swallowing.
“What the actual fuck?” he muttered.
I inhaled nodding. “It's fucked up.”
“I’m going to kill her father,” Marco stated softly.
“After he suffers the same amount and time that she did,” Henry added for good measure. I didn’t disagree.
My vision blurred just slightly as I thought about killing her father. Blood lust hit me hard and I tried my best to not go there. I didn’t want her to get upset if my dragon started flipping the fuck out. She hadn’t realized it fully but she reacted a ton in reference to our energy.
“Her nose is healed,” I noticed in realization.
“Should have never happened,” Atlas said from the doorway.
“She needs to learn how to fight,” I declared softly.
She did. No matter how much we wanted to say we would be there for her...she needed to be able to defend herself. It was our fucking responsibility to make sure of it because I didn’t want Maya to rely on us. I mean I did. But I really wanted her to willingly be dependent on us, but have the ability to take care of herself in case anything happened to us. I worried that if we didn’t, she would either get hurt or go nuclear and kill people if pushed too much. Not that I would care, but my sweet mate would feel guilty about that.
“I hate that,” Marco sighed, “she shouldn’t have to, she’s spent her entire goddamn life fighting to stay alive. She shouldn’t have to worry about anything.”
“That’s not realistic,” Henry said, looking disappointed by that fact. “Our life isn’t simple, Marco. She needs to know what she is dealing with.”
“I am willing to tell her anything she wants,” he sighed, “It’s not about her knowing, it’s about her coming in fucking contact with it.”
“Is she okay?” Croy asked, running a hand through his hair looking like he just woke up.
“Fever spiked,” Henry explained.
“When she’s feeling better we need to focus on shifting, her body isn’t going to have equilibrium until then.” He frowned. I was actually really fucking thankful that he was around because honestly we knew a lot about dragons but had never given a fuck about other species. Someone like Croy was something we needed without realizing it.
A meow had us all looking to where Bella was laying on her back at the end of the bed. I chuckled realizing that Bella had a new accessory.
“Is that a diamond collar?”
“I had been confused about what she’d been talking about with the woman so quietly when I stepped away,” I grinned realizing that Maya had chosen to take my ‘buy whatever you want’ and got Bella something. So fucking sweet.
“I love that,” Atlas chuckled, rounding the bed to pick up Bella who climbed up onto his shoulders.
Maya sighed, flipping over on her side in her sleep, looking exhausted. I shook my head and smoothed her slightly sweaty hair from her face.
“Let’s let her rest,” Henry stated softly.
“I don’t want to leave her,” I frowned.
Atlas’s phone beeped as he grunted and opened it, arching a brow. “We'll let someone stay up here, but the rest of us need to go out front. The media trucks finally caught up from where we were and apparently the headlines are now running the concept that while she was in France she was avoiding the FBI.”
“Fucking wonderful,” I got off the bed feeling annoyed.
“How much do you want to bet those FBI agents are here soon?” Henry shook his head.
“Marco, do you want to stay up here with her?” Atlas questioned.
