Page 25 of The Platinum Dragon's Courageous Mate

“Sounds great. Where do you want to set up? In here?”

He nodded. He loved the idea of a big, happy group filling his castle, making memories and joy.

Suddenly, one of the kids started crying, and all of the adults went on alert. Uh-oh. Someone had fallen.

Grant popped up in front of him. “Unca! Help!”

Then the little one grabbed his hand and pulled.

“Coming. Coming, Grant.”

Lachlan went with him, and it was the twins. One had fallen, and now both were crying.

“Oh, my sweet babies. Unca is here.”

Ari had a skinned knee, and Mari was freaking out because of the blood.

Thank goodness Logan was right there to scoop Ari up, leaving him to cradle Mari.

He rocked her. “Sister will be just fine. Knees can hurt so much.” He was just crooning nonsense.

“Her knees cried!”

“Yes, but your daddy will help it. He’ll fix it.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. It’s not bad.”

“Okay.” She leaned on him. So tired. He could feel it in his own bones.

“Do you want to come let me rock you a minute?”

“Will you?”

“Always. I will always rock you.” He lifted her, wrapping his wings around her.

“Tank you.” She sighed, her tears stopping. Poor sweet baby.

“Of course.” He went to his rocking chair and cradled her, keeping her cocooned and protected until her sister felt better.

One she did, Logan brought her over to show both sisters that everything was fine. Lachlan took them both, rocking them to sleep so they could go down for a nap.

When his arms were empty, Micah demanded uppies with raised hands and a grunt.

“Hello, sweet one.” He scooped Micah up, snuggling him too. He loved that the babies didn’t care that he was malformed. They found his wings comforting.

You are not malformed. You are wondrous.Kieran defended him so furiously.And your son loves you.

My son.Oh, his heart pounded at the thought, and he was so damn proud. He bent to kiss Micah’s head, because there was so much love in his heart.You’re so special, little one.

Micah trilled softly, the sound utterly filled with joy.

That’s right. My special boy — sweet one.

He loves you so.

I adore him too.