Page 51 of The Platinum Dragon's Courageous Mate

“Let’s start up in the turret.”

“I love the word turret. It feels so magical. What do you do up there?”

“I haven’t really decided. I tried painting, but the light is all wrong because of the mountain’s shadow.”

“Oh, wow. Well, it’s got an amazing view. It could be a library.”

“I like that idea. A cozy reading room.”

“Just something for the two of us. We can make a children’s library downstairs, but this can be our place — a big comfy couch, shelves, books, pillows, and blankets?”

“That sounds like heaven, love.” He could spend hours up here with his mate. And a children’s library would be amazing for Micah and his siblings, and also for the other kids who came to their home. “We’ll have to speak to Samuel about our little library, yes? So as not to hurt his feelings.”

“Of course. I’ll absolutely need his help.”

“Yes. You’re so smart and kind.” Lachlan sat down and pulled Kieran into his lap. “We can just imagine though, huh?”

“Yes. We’ll need a little heat source, I think. Something to keep it cozy.” Kieran snuggled in.

“Mmm. And blankets. You said that.” He kissed the side of Kieran’s neck. He wasn’t feeling predatory anymore. Just loving.

“Yes. We can pretend to be Rapunzel in our tower.”

“I love that. Or maybe a prince being held by the hideous dragon who’s in love with him.”

Kieran whapped him. “Don’t call me hideous, mate.”

“Ow!” He had to laugh, because the very idea of Kieran being hideous was so ridiculous to him.

The idea gave Lachlan pause. Perhaps that was how Kieran felt about him. Maybe he should stop and think before he put himself down, even if he felt as if he needed to be self-deprecating by default.

Maybe it wounded Kieran just as much as it would hurt Lachlan if Kieran always felt badly about himself.

“Maybe we could tell ourselves a story about two dragons who were madly in love and creating a magical home in their castle.”

Kieran beamed at him, leaning in to offer him a hug. “I love that story. It’s got my favorite ending, that happily ever after.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do, my love.” His life was unbearably sweet right?—

Lachlan’s head came up, his wings snapping open as a warning siren tore across his nerves. “Someone just tried to cross the wards.”

“Go. Go. I’ll get Micah.” Kieran didn’t hesitate, flying down the stairs in a streak of light.

He would protect Micah and Alban, dammit. And their new baby, growing within Kieran.

He roared as he took off from the turret, beating his wings to get elevation and fly toward the river.

Bryant met him on the way to the river, both of them flying furiously.Lars dropped off the baby at your place. He’s at the school.

Lachlan knew it drove his twin crazy to have his pregnant omega guarding the school, but it was Lars’ job.

Logan, Jake, and Bea are at their positions.They’d decided after the last attack that they weren’t going to congregate in one spot, but spread out so that the magics would hold. Lars, of course, had the school and the children.

Then we burn whatever it is now to the ground. Unless it was someone who needed help.

Absolutely. Bryant was all the way in, he could tell.

They swooped down, following the river up to the crossing by the cabins. Lachlan could feel the danger throbbing at the wards, could feel the magical call of them, pulling him right where he needed to go.