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My skin felt cold and clammy at the loss of her body heat.
And most of all, my dick missed her.
Missed her sweet mouth. Her hot, juicy…
Snap out of it! I berated myself.
I’m fine, was gently whispered through my head.
My head hung at the realization that I’d been caught.
Jesus. I’d been trying to be inconspicuous. Yet, here I was acting so worried that I couldn’t tell when she was in my mind.
Hell, I’d probably summoned her there in the first place.
It’d been three weeks since Blythe and I found out she was pregnant.
Three weeks of crazy dreams. Three weeks of people talking inside our heads without intentionally contacting them.
If it wasn’t obvious before, it was more than obvious now.
Our child that wasn’t more than a blip on a screen, was seriously powerful.
Crazily powerful.
So powerful, in fact, that I knew it was about to turn bad.
Something as powerful as our child was bound to have enemies.
I didn’t know whether it was some sort of a sixth sense or whether I was just a worried soon-to-be-father, but I just knew something was about to happen.
Something terrible.
Hence, why I was sitting on my bike with Declan flying through the air above me, cloaked in smoke.
Blythe was taking her nursing boards, and I’d been out here trying not to freak out since eight thirty this morning.
It was now eleven hundred hours, and I wasn’t doing any better now than I was three and a half hours ago.
I’ll be out soon. I just finished, she whispered, making my heart settle in my chest, and my breathing come a little easier.
Relaxing slightly, I swung my leg off my bike and took ten steps to the bench I was parked next to, and leaned against it, crossing my legs in front of me.
My phone rang about thirty seconds later, and I looked down at the display, surprised to see my sister’s name.
“Hello?” I answered, watching the front doors to the building like a hawk.
“Derek’s awake,” my sister said quickly.
I sat forward until I was standing, staring blankly into space.
“Is he okay? How’s he doing?” I asked urgently.
Derek was one of the final members of my inner circle, and it’d been crippling not to have him with me over the last few months, advising me as he usually did when I needed my ass kicked into gear.
The Dragon’s Warriors MC was really just used as a convenience.
Nikolai, Ford, Alaric, Jean Luc, Ian, Derek and Dorian were all in my inner circle.
They were the men I trusted with everything, although, sometimes I questioned my judgment when it came to Ian.
Derek, though, was a huge loss. I’d spent the last few months finding myself calling him only to realize that he couldn’t answer two rings into the call.
When I’d first formed The Dragon’s Warriors MC, it’d been to act as a cover of sorts.
The eight of us spent quite a bit of time in public, and being who we were, as well as how we looked, it was hard to conceal ourselves from the public eye when we were trying to protect ourselves.
A lot of times we found ourselves at odds with the Purists, and with the technology as it was nowadays, it only got harder and harder to conceal ourselves from those that would harm us. Intentionally or unintentionally.
Hence why we’d formed the MC in the first place.
If we were going to be seen in public together, it was better to draw attention to the fact that we were part of a motorcycle club rather than a secret horde of dragon riders that protected the Meridian and all of its hearts.
“He’s fine. Actually, he’s asking for you right now. He has some interesting stories, whether they are hallucinations from the brain damage he sustained or actually real. I’m not sure how long he’ll be awake, so I’d hurry if you want to hear it,” Skylar informed me.
I saw Blythe finally make her way through the front doors with Brooklyn at her side, and smiled. “I’ll be there…”
I froze.
But it wasn’t anything that Blythe did.
It was what she didn’t do.
She knew I was out here, yet she acted for all she was worth like I didn’t exist.
Brooklyn, I think, didn’t see me. She didn’t look at me, but she was animatedly speaking with Blythe like she was trying as hard as she could to convince her of something.
They walked straight past me on the sidewalk and kept walking, neither sparing me a glance.
I was partially hidden in the shade of a tall pine, so it was possible that Brooklyn didn’t notice, but I damn well knew Blythe did.
Declan.
I see, he growled.
Follow me, her sweet voice ordered.
Pfft. Like there was any other choice.
“Gotta go,” I murmured quickly, and then shoved the phone into my pocket before getting onto the sidewalk and walking behind Blythe and Brooklyn as if I was just out for a random stroll.
