Page 111 of Finding Love with the Fae King

Chapter Fifty-Four

Melina

OsirusandtheRedFury all drew their swords in a fighting stance. I stood back, still standing near the Alpha’s mate. “You need to leave. You did not follow proper protocol. Who is to say you are here with the right intentions or are some damn magical creature impersonating King Osirus?” the man spat.

“It’s me, Osirus. If we followed protocol, it would be too late. Now, do you want to hear why we are here?” Osirus looked smug, as if he had won, but the sparkle in the man’s eye said he wasn’t done. Osirus instantly unbuckled his cape as it drifted to the ground while I stood wide-eyed. I had never seen him in action, so now I got to see a show.

Instead of advancing, Osirus and the man continued to hurl insults at one another, and it was becoming rather dull. “So do you throw sparkles when you fly around the flowers?” the giant taunted.

Everett screamed, “The fuck?!” before he started inching forward. Osirus swung out his hand so Everett couldn’t advance.

“Let me ask a question, did you crawl out of your mother’s womb, or did you hatch from an egg and eat your brother?” The burly man gritted his teeth in anger as scales popped out over his body and smoke swirled. I should be scared beyond belief, but I had a feeling it was just a man’s argument trying to see whose dick was more extensive.

“Yours?” I pointed to the half-shifted dragon in front of me. She nodded as she continued watching with a hand on her hip.

“Mine’s the one with the tiny pointy stick waving it around at your mate. He’s King Osirus.”

She made a long “Oh,” and looked relieved.

“Hmm, would you like something to eat?” The woman beside me spoke, raising her eyebrow in question. The now large red dragon in front of me let me know she was indeed the mate of this crazy Alpha. The reds in her hair and the red in his scales were proof enough.

“Sure! I’m starving!” She held out her arm, and I took it gladly. Finley looked concerned as I waved at him, letting him know I would be in the hut across the central courtyard. All the men gathered and very few females stopped the bickering as we strolled over to the large hut that had smoke dancing from the stack.

“I’m Amora, and that was Adam. Sorry, you seemed to have met him in a foul mood.” She waved her hand.

“It’s all right. Osirus can be hot-headed. They mean well. I’m Melina.” The outside of the hut was like the others. A strong cement-like mud coated the walls, but once you entered, it was different entirely.

The inside looked magnificent, one that you could see in the palace itself. Dark marbled floors with deep red walls and brightly lit chandeliers lit the entire room. Long, low tables were scattered across the room that reminded me of the dining room of a packhouse. Several women led us to a smaller table, still the same height as the others, which was low. Beautiful cushions with intricate beading and blankets scatted below the table. Sitting on the cushion, they brought me several kinds of drinks as Amora whispered a few things to the maiden beside her.

“Welcome to the Toboki tribe. What brings you here so suddenly? We aren’t used to visitors,” she laughed lightly as she poured wine into my cup.

“Yes, well, we are here on important matters. We know we are supposed to go through the Cerulean Moon Kingdom to reach you, but there wasn’t enough time.” Amora urged me to continue as a plate of steak was placed before me.

“There are witches and sorcerers from the Blood Coven that are after dragon’s blood. They may have been trying to infiltrate the mountains.” Amora’s fork dropped to the table, causing the entire room of servants to stare at her in shock.

“Come again?” she whispered. “You mean the strange sightings we have been seeing have not been fairies or pixies?”

“Why would they be fairies or pixies? Osirus said they were forbidden to come to the mountain except for spring to get a jump start on your crops.” Amora gripped her fork again, and her wings shuddered.

“We thought it was them, the way they moved and would vanish. I swore I saw one myself. Are you sure they are witches?” I nodded again.

“I have a spy in the Blood Coven, and she sent word they are specifically targeting the dragons in the mountains. They need the blood to make their spells stronger, and on top of that, they are working with a fae trying to overthrow the Golden Light Kingdom. It’s a big fat mess.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

Not one day of peace.

“This is some news, then. That’s why my Adam has been so angry. I told him there had to be a reason Osirus would send fairies here; there was no way he would go back on his policies.”

“I’m sorry for the misunderstanding and the past few weeks with the battle your tribe helped us win and then having to deal with me as a new mate didn’t help matters.” I took a large bite of the steak in front of me and instantly moaned. “Holy cow, this is amazing. I haven’t been served anything like this since living in the palace. Light fae fish food and little cucumber sandwiches is all I eat at the palace.” Amora laughed.

“Yes, it is heavy for me, but once I was bonded, my taste changed. You must be half something else?” Her eyebrows raised.

“I’m part siren. Before I was half-human, and I loved burgers and steaks.” I popped another piece in my mouth and let my tastebuds savor the flavor before swallowing. “Please tell me this is a cow and not some funky animal?” Amora laughed and slapped her hand on the table.

“Oh yes, we have a herding facility that the whole shifter dragon colony takes turns taking care of. We have quite a few cows from the Earth realm, and we are the only colony in the shifter kingdom that has them.” I sighed as I took another bite.

“Maybe we can come up with some sort of agreement. I’m sure I’m the only one that would want to eat it at the palace besides some visiting werewolves.”

Amora looked at me with interest. “You are certainly different. I’ve never heard of a half-siren half-fae. How do your wings look?”

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