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Before the bat can connect with my face, a stream of fire blasts into him. The creature shrieks as the flames engulf him. I flinch away from the heat, shielding my face from the sudden flash of light, but as quickly as it came, the fire dies out, as though there’s nothing left to burn.
Safe.
I suck in a heavy breath, muscles instantly relaxing. “Prometheus?” I drop my hand, eyeing the pile of monster soot. “Wow. Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
Mama.
“I promise, and I know I keep saying that, but I promise we will find her soon. But first… can you take me to Orcus?”
“Why is she ignoring ya? I thought ya were friends?” Lagertha’s annoyed voice carries over Prometheus’ wings.
The dragon drops onto the path, smashing the pile of soot beneath its taloned feet. I would feel bad for the monster, but the truth is… I don’t. Does that make me a horrible person? It tried to kill me. It nearly did.
Harald stands at the base of Prometheus’ neck, clutching a leather strap that he’s using as a makeshift harness. “What are ya waiting for? Hop on!”
“Give her a moment, Harald, she’s pretty, not smart.”
“That’s messed up, Lagertha.” I shake my head and stroke Prometheus’ throat. “Hey there. How’d you find me?”
“Once we figured out ya were missing, Prometheus started setting stuff on fire. Orcus had no choice but to let the dragon out of the castle.”
“And being a mother, I recognized a child wanting to find its own. I grabbed Harald and we followed Prometheus outside,” Lagertha adds.
“But why would you want to go to a dragon’s nest? Surely that’s dangerous.”
Lagertha’s face scrunches. “Ya really aren’t making your case for being smart.”
I’m starting to feel insulted. “How about instead of being rude, you tell me what you mean?”
A breeze whips around the mountain side, almost as cold as her stare. “The dragon thinks yer its ma.”
Zyla said the same thing.
Me? The mother of dragons? Daenerys would lose her shit. “If I’m Prometheus’ mom, then Harald is my grandpa.”
“Daisy. She’s right.”
No. It can’t be true. I don’t know the first thing about parenting a human, let alone a dragon. “You can’t seriously think that Prometheus thinks I’m its—”
Mama.
Prometheus nudges my cheek with its snout and makes a sound that can only be described as a purr lit on fire. Deep, rumbling, with the potential to be deadly.Mama. Safe.My brain short circuits. How is this possible? I helped Prometheus back in the magic village, but it was only a baby then and we’ve been planning on finding the dragon’s nest ever since. I’ve taken care of the dragon like I’d want someone to take care of my baby, making sure it has food and water and a cozy place to sleep and plenty of snuggles and love… and holy shit. Holy. Shit.
“I’m the mother of dragons,” I whisper.
Lagertha frowns. “There’s only one dragon. Do you think she hit her head? Should we take her to a healer?”
“No, no. I’m fine. But… Prometheus?” I stare into the golden eyes of the dragon and see the affection for what it truly is. A child’s love for its parent. My chest clenches and I’m relieved all over again that I didn’t end up back on Earth. There’s no telling what it would have done to Prometheus. “I’m honored to be called your mother.”
Prometheus chitters.
“Lovely as this all is, we have to go. Orcus is preparing to march toward the vampires as we speak.”
“Wait. What?”
“He thinks they took ya. Apparently, he’s wrong.” Lagertha scrutinizes my face. “The father. He did this, didn’t he?”
I nod. “I think he did something with Zyla. She made a potion to send me home, but apparently home to me is the cave.” My brow furrows. “That part doesn’t really make sense to me. Did you happen to see Zyla?”
