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Huh, I hadn’t noticed he was wearing it earlier. Not that I’m complaining! Oh God, the things he could potentially do to me with that piercing…
“Sorry about this… Kitty Kat…”
I glanced down at the wet paint splattered across the front of my jumpsuit and froze. It was red.
“Hey, pussycat!”
Cole yelled out as we came within sight of them. I stifled a laugh at his nickname for Austin, whose callsign within Omega was Bengal.
he was hardly one to throw stones about being under my Vixen’s spell. Huh, that had a nice sound to it… my Vixen.
“I’m sure one of our leads will find our Kit soon,”
I’d bet he hadn’t even noticed he just called her our Kit.
Because she may be our Kit, but she was my Vixen. And no one fucks with what’s mine.
“Oh now you care?”
“I've never not cared, Christina.”
“That's part of the problem.”
My skin was an angry red color and rippling with what seemed to be scales, appearing and disappearing in patches all over me. The tattoo of a red and gold dragon, clawing its way over my shoulder, seemed to be grinning at me ferociously, but that had to have been my imagination. The tattoo matched one that Andrei had gotten to cover the horrific scars inflicted by our father.
Cole is my little brother.
our Kit
I think I like this confident Wesley. He's seriously sexy right now.
“Cole, mate. Let the kitten go so she can re-caffeinate. You know how she gets if she doesn't have enough coffee.”
Dear
“I feel like I'm missing something here. What does it even mean?”
“It simply means darling or sweetheart. Andrei is just upset that you don't seem to mind it. You don't mind it, do you… draga?”
The sound that came from Cole could have been described as nothing short of a roar, and a thin layer of ice seemed to envelop the seat he was in. His breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, his eyes unfocused as the temperature inside the small aircraft plummeted to Arctic levels.
Up close, I was able to see clearer that it was scales coating his forearms and hands. They were all shades of blues and greens and appeared and disappeared sporadically, sometimes just leaving cold human skin and others totally engulfing his arms.
“Apparently, as a little bonus to you saving my life when I got shot, you’ve also somehow turned me into a dragon. And by the looks of things, Andrei too.”
“After you left Nevada, I entered into a somewhat heated debate with that vile old bastard who calls himself my father. The next thing I knew, my bedroom was halfway destroyed when I shifted into a dragon the size of a fucking semi-trailer.”
“Oh please,” she cackled. “I've fallen for your bullshit too many times, Bride. I will not fall for it again now. No, I told you twenty-three fucking years ago that if I ever saw your face again, I would get my revenge.”
You've been gone from Victor for far too long to still have his strength, and I don't see either Nicholai or Lachlan with you. Unless you've managed to bond with any of these children, you're on your own.”
“Yes, that's it baby girl; hit that bitch.”
Austin's words were muttered so softly under his breath that I doubt he even realized he's said them out loud.
“Don't you dare interfere in this, Nicholai.”
He always had been slower than me. Well, in most things.
As
badly as I wanted, needed to get to my princess, these people needed our help.
My Princess?!?!??!!!
While Vali was fire, Cole was ice.
“Come on, princess. Please don't do this to me, please wake up. You can do it, baby girl. You can heal this, remember?
This fucking girl. She had been nothing but goddamn trouble and heartache since the day she’d stepped into our lives, but fuck if I hadn't loved every second of it.
“Touching you seems to help,”
“I noticed it earlier, after the fight. When River held me, my healing worked faster, flowed a bit easier.”
Even half-dead as she was, she managed to sound sarcastic. Such an admirable talent.
Before I could talk myself out of it, I closed the short gap between our mouths and pressed my lips to hers. Quivers of excitement and panic rolled through my gut, but when she didn't push me away or slap me, I took it as her approval and pressed in harder.
I gently caressed her mouth with mine, tracing the shape and contours of her lips and committing them to memory.
Without waiting for either of them to respond, I took off at a jog in the direction that the dragons had gone but couldn't stop the sharp stab of jealousy when I saw the gentle kiss Kit laid on my twin's lips before they followed.
“Christina. Huh, I knew she was going to change your name when she took off, but I wouldn’t have guessed that one.”
“Nineteen? You need ta get your math straight, boy. I thought you secret agent types were supposed to be switched on?”
“She woulda turned twenty-one not two weeks past. I should know, after all, I was there when she was born.”
A perfect mirror image of Austin, Caleb only have one distinction from his twin: his eyes. Caleb’s were soft, open, and permanently laughing, while Austin’s were as closed off as a Swiss bank vault.
Until they took their clothes off, that was. There was no mistaking who was who when their tattooed flesh was visible.
“Two years doesn’t mean squat on the lifespan of a blue-blooded Ban Dia,”
“Ban Dia, or bandia, roughly translates to Goddess, which is what your kind was always thought to be.
the Ban Dia are the source of magic and the creators of all supernatural beings.
There are just twelve original Ban Dia, and each one has just a single line of pure-blooded descendants.”
