Page 25 of Jay's Silence
A tear slipped out of my eye, and Ogden released me, kissing it away.
Rehan and Tyson stepped back. Rehan gently pushed the unconscious Lux, who he’d mostly dragged off his cot, back in place.
Not a tool, my ass.
“You deserve love,” Og said again.
My heart cracked. I deserved love. I knew that, didn’t I?
If you did, why did his words make you cry?
Let’s not think about this.
“I’ve got a little left in the tank for you, Rehan.” Og pointed at the giant water dragon. “I want to see how much healing your human body affects your dragon, so I’ll do one shoulder really well. Then, we’re all passing out. Alone, in our own cots.”
A new sense of order snapped between us, and I wasn’t at the top. I scowled, anger simmering just below my skin. Og had no right to pass judgment on me. None. Now he expected me to do what he said?
“We still need to secure the room,” I stated as if proving Og’s leadership was ineffective.
“Tukaqu’s on it,” Rehan added. He sat, his cot squealing unhappily under his weight. “Family is everything to waterdragons. After what King Leberecht did, nothing will get past my family to bother us.”
“Except for your family,” I pointed out, still salty.
Rehan shrugged.
I wanted to strangle him, all of them. Instead, I lay down. Og’s perched awkwardly at Rehan’s side and filled his hands with his green healing magic. Faster than I wanted to admit, I fell asleep, watching my mates bond together against me.
CHAPTER TEN
JAIYANA
“Wiggles.”
Rough hands brushed across my cheek and down my neck. A pair of soft lips almost kissed my ear, and I wiggled backward into Tyson’s warmth.
“Jay,” Lux’s smooth tenor purred. A second hand caressed my cheek.
“Feck off,” Tyson growled. “I didn’t invite you over.”
I sighed, my sleepy mind dissolving into the mess I currently existed in. I rolled forward, only to find the edge of the tiny cot and fall off it directly into Lux’s waiting arms. One warm and one cool cybernetic hand wrapped around me and pulled me into his chest much easier than I’d picked him up the day before.
“Sharing is caring, Ty,” Lux said. “And I need some caring right now.”
Lux, sitting in a pool of his own blood after being brutally beaten by his father, flashed into my memory. Based on the darkness on Tyson’s face, his as well.
Tyson sat up but didn’t reach for me. “You set that up.” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
Lux laughed. The sound was too carefree and light for what he’d been through. “It was too easy.”
Tyson snorted and let Lux whisk me away to his cot, a whole five steps away. With no windows and only a single lamp in the corner, I had no idea what time it was or how long we slept. The sounds of Rehan’s light snores filled the room and a quick peek at Og showed him dead to the world. Just seeing the stubborn earth warlock’s face made my anger from last night rush forward.
I took a deep breath, trying to banish it in order to focus on Lux.
As if reading my mind, Tyson smirked before putting his hands behind his head and focusing on the ceiling.
Lux sat on his cot with me on his lap. I managed to focus on the newest dragon in my collection, and only the newest. I wrapped my arms around my princess, no longer trapped by his wicked father.
He squeezed me so tight I swear I felt a rib crack. “Thank you for coming for me.”