Conspiracy of Dragons (Here Be Dragons, #4)

by Louisa Masters

“It’s been good to see them happy,” I concede, because I know Wil likes it when I acknowledge people’s feelings. “And things are much better now that Fabian is only having sex with one person.” Before, I was in a constant low-level state of concern about him. His personal security is technically not my job, but he is the keeper of all our history. If the wrong person got their hands on him, it could prove disastrous. Wil grins, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “I’m sure Rhys would agree.” “So… it’s nice, and we’re happy for everyone. What’s bothering you?” “Haven’t you ever wanted that?”

My whole body freezes, and it feels as though my head is spinning. What does he mean? “I have that,” I manage. “I have you.” He grabs my other hand, so he’s holding both. “That’s not what I meant. You and me, we’re it, right? I love you. You love me. We’ve been together for over four thousand years, and nothing is tearing us apart.” Air begins to flow through my lungs again, and my brain clicks back into gear. “Yes.” I squeeze his hands. “You’re the only reason I want to continue existing.”