Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Eighty Eight

Silas POV

She killed him, I had just told her a few weeks ago that I wanted to find him, and she takes him from me

the first chance she got. She took my choice, I would have done the right thing, I would have done it for

her, but she didn’t even give me the chance. She took the only chance I had at saying goodbye to him.

I have done everything for her, yet she couldn’t grant me five fucking minutes with my father. I knew he

was alive the moment I heard his beast roar, feel the power radiating behind it, he was a good king, not

the best father but I respected him, he was tough but I knew my mother and I were everything to him

never doubted his love for us.

Walking out on her, I could see I broke her this time. My beasts fury taking over once again, this red-hot

temper I always struggled to control. Abigail comes rushing down the corridor, Dakari hot on her heels

as she ran toward me before stopping when she catches sight of me.

“What did you fucking do?” She yells at me, my temper flaring that she thinks she can talk to me this

way, talk to her king like this. The disrespect as she glared at me. I growl at her, but her gaze remains

steadying the smell of her magic rippling inside her.

Dakari grabs her shielding her away from me, protecting his mate. The action not going unseen.

“Tell me Silas, is she okay or not you fucking monster” Abigail spits at me, I glare at her taking a step

forward, how dare she speak to me like this.

“Control your woman Dakari or she will find herself in my dungeons” I tell him walking away before I

hurt the little witch. Matitus comes crashing through the doors, Dragus behind him. Matitus covered in

his own blood and my guilt consumes me, but he was only consumed with pure rage at me hurting her.

He lunges at me knocking me to the ground before pummelling me with his fists,

“I have warned you so many times about fucking hurting her” He says punching me in the jaw.

“Fight back you fucking coward” He bellows kicking me in the ribs. I growl at him shoving him off.

“Stop” I tell him trying to think, I loved her by but god I fucking hated her, hated what she is, hated what

she represented. My hate for her overshadowing my love. We always seemed to be stuck in the same

love and hate relationship but this time she went too far.

“What did you, what did he do?” Abigail screams before hitting me in the chest, he palms glowing green

before I find myself hurdling into the wall. As soon as I am on my feet, I lunge for her, fucking bitch.

Dakari and Matitus grabbing me tossing me back before I feel Dakari’s fist connect with the side of my

face. I growl grabbing his fist when he raises it again, before snapping his arm. He groans before

headbutting me. Matitus getting caught in the middle as we land blow after blow while he tries to stop

me beating his brother senseless.

“Enough this is ridiculous” Dragus snaps making us look at him as he stalks off toward the room, she is

in.

“Dragus!” I warn when I see him going to her, they always choose fucking her.

“Do your worst Silas, you can’t keep me from my mate” He says not even turning to look back at me.

“She won’t forgive you this time” Matitus says following after him, leaving me with the witch and Dakari.

“Well go on you might as well fuck off with them” I tell her, but I was also hoping she might be able to

heal her if she did, Abigail was good at healing, and I know she would without hesitation though I also

know Elora would be reluctant to let her, now that she too was carrying a dragon in her womb.

Abigail chases after them, Dakari staying in the corridor watching me.

“What’s wrong with you, are you really that fucked over Blaire that you would risk losing another mate?”

“Worry about your own mate Dakari, my relationship has nothing to do with you” I warn him.

“Yes, it does when it involves my brother and mate, you think your punishing her only effects her, but it

doesn’t. You were fine yesterday what could possible happen that warrants you treating her like that?”

“She fucking killed my father” I roar at him.

“And how many of her family have died by your hands?” he says calmly, it almost irritates me more

than if he were yelling. Spinning around I glare at him.

“That’s different, and they didn’t die by my actual hand”

“No just from the actions you took, at least her intentions wouldn’t have been out of revenge or to just

hurt you” He says walking off.

“You weren’t there Dakari; don’t think you know anything now stay out of it”

“One day Silas your are going to wake up and find yourself alone and you won’t have anyone to blame

but yourself, my brother won’t watch you continue hurting her, and when he leaves Dragus will follow,

then what you become the king of loneliness?” I laugh there is no escaping a mate bond no matter how

much you try.

“They won’t leave me Dakari, they can’t. The bond won’t allow it” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“You say that, but they have reason to now, something worth fighting for worth more than a bond” He

says.

“Nothing is worth more than a mate bond”

“Yeah, tell that to the woman carrying your child, because I can tell you right now, nothing is stronger

than a bond between a mother and her child”

“She isn’t taking the child Dakari; she will go but the child remains”

“Over her dead body Silas”

“If that is what it comes to, then that’s on her” I tell him walking out the door.

I sit in my office losing track of time, dark swallowing the castle as the fire starts to smoulder going out

in the fireplace, getting up I grab another log placing it the fire before setting it alight.

My mind going to Elora wondering if she is cold, I hesitate before bending down and grabbing some

logs and walking to her room, the door creaking slightly as I open it, her fireplace was out. I stack the

wood setting the wood a blaze before looking at her to find Matitus curled up on the bed with her,

Dragus asleep in the chair beside her, the bed not offering enough room.

She rolls her shirt lifting revealing the bump that is our child, bending down I reach my hand out when

Dragus suddenly grabs my wrist, my eyes darting to him not realising he had woken. He lets go and I

rub my hand over her hard belly, she moves in her sleep reacting to my touch before I pull away

tugging her shirt down. Dragus eyes not leaving me as he watches me.

I stand up heading for the door.

“You touch her again in anger I will kill you in your sleep” Dragus says behind me. I turn to face him but

he was watching her as she rolls into Matitus warmth.

The motion sends jealousy coursing through me, why is it so easy for them, loving her is easy for them

and her loving them back while it leaves me tormented.

“Don’t make me choose Silas, because she has already won” Dragus says picking up my emotions

through the bond, I look to him to find him watching me again, his jaw clenched tightly.

“You would turn your back on me after all this time?” I ask.

“Yes like I would expect you to if our roles were reversed, now get out” He says, it angered me. But I

leave closing the door behind me.

Author Note

Let me know what you think of this chapter.