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Dragus moves, helping him stand as he looks around frantically. Dragus then grabs his arm, holding him steady. Silas growls when the man reaches for me, scared out of his mind by Silas hovering. He starts hyperventilating and I grasp his face between my hands. Silas rips my hands away from him, angering me with his possessiveness.

“Dragus is just going to take you, to get some clothes and something to eat, maybe a shower too,” I tell him, looking at Dragus who nods. I can feel through the bond he held no ill will towards him though Silas is a different story.

He wants to kill the man for some unknown reason. The man looks between Dragus and I before nodding and dropping his head.

“I will come see you in the morning and we will talk. I want to know about the others out there.”

“Yes, my Queen,” he says.

“You can call me Elora, no need for titles,” I tell him.

“No, he can’t. He will address you properly,” Silas snaps at me. I glare at him, nodding to Dragus to take him because I know things are about to turn ugly between Silas and myself.

I watch as Dragus leaves, he stops at the stable door looking back at me worriedly, like he doesn’t want to leave me with Silas, when Matitus suddenly barges through the door in panic, having woken up. Great, now I have to deal with his wrath too. I pinch the bridge of my nose already exhausted, and we haven’t even argued yet, but I know it is coming because Silas’s anger is festering and building into a storm within him. So hot I am surprised he didn’t combust and have steam blowing out his ears.

Matitus is no better as he stalks towards me before pouncing on me, grabbing my arm, and ripping me toward him.

“What the fuck Elora, I told you not to come down here and you fucking disobeyed me!” Matitus yells in my face, his grip burning into my skin as the room heats.

What is it with them and grabbing me, for weeks we have been good and now they think they can lay their hands on me in anger? My own rage builds at the way they are scolding me, and I let my magic loose, letting the current run over my skin. Matitus shrieks as it zaps him forcing him to let go. “You don’t get to touch me like that, not anymore. I am not something to be handled by you,” I snap, stepping forward and pointing my finger in his face. He grabs my hand. “Fucking try it Matitus, I fucking dare you,” I tell him, warning him. His eyes flicker as his Dragon side wrestles to take control. He growls, the temperature rising as he takes a step forward.

“Enough Elora, you don’t speak to us like that,” Silas snaps at me. I scoff at his words.

“But it’s okay for you to talk to me like that?” I ask, folding my arms across my chest.

“I just got burned because of you, how else am I supposed to react, you put our child at risk coming here, put yourself at fucking risk.”

“Exactly how were you planning on changing him if I am not allowed near him?” I demand.

“With Aldrin, now I need to catch another one,” Silas snaps at me before stepping forward.

“You are not catching anymore of them, he was petrified of you, what the fuck did you do to him that had him that scared? They aren’t monsters Silas, they are Dragons like you, real people under all that, whatever it is!” I yell at him.

“He fucking bit me, so I tore what was left of his wings off,” he says, and my mouth falls open at his barbaric torture to get the man to comply.

“Don’t look at me like that, they will grow back after few years, fucker shouldn’t have bit me when I grabbed him.”

“That’s fucking disgusting you can’t do that”

“We are running out of time, they will come for you and Aldrin, in that state they don’t think, their Dragon is acting off basic instincts, they aren’t even remotely human in that state Elora and you need to start doing as your told. I am sick of you defying us, sick of you choosing everyone else over us!” Silas screams, the logs in the firepit catching alight from rise in temperature.

“You don’t get to decide what I do, not anymore, not now. Why can’t you see that?” I tell him.

“This is my kingdom, you are mine. You need to learn your fucking place.”

“And where is that? Beneath you?” I ask.

“No, that’s not what I am saying”

“You sure? Because that’s exactly how it came out. You think you are any better at least when I do something my intentions are pure, yours they are fucking sinister just like you,” I tell him, walking off not wanting to hear any more of his bullshit.

“Don’t walk away from us,” Matitus bellows before he suddenly materialises in front me at blindly speed making me run into him.

“Move Matitus,” I tell him, stepping around him.

“No, you will listen.”

“No, I am done listening, done with all of you,” I tell him, pushing past when he grabs my hand.