Broken Promise (The Broken Ones Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

perhaps, a bit of anger. "I just want…" Shaking his head, he
pressed his lips together, sealing in whatever he'd been about to say.
    Before she could respond, he brushed by
her and stalked into the trees.
    She turned to stare after him.
"What do you want?" He didn't turn back and soon disappeared from
view. "What do you want!"
    "And that is the problem."
    Whirling around, her anger spiked as she
took in the Dragos standing in front of her. "What do you want?"
    Damon shrugged. "To see how you
fare after losing your prince."
    "Well enough."
    He chuckled. "So I see."
    She bristled at his sarcastic tone.
Don't anger the dragon, though at least he was in his mostly human form. She
hoped never to see his dragon one up close.
    He tipped his head in the direction Kei had
gone. "It is a shame you push him away. You don't know what you
have."
    "Of course I do," she
muttered.
    "No, child, you do not." He
let out a weary sigh. "Still so much anger. You are blinded by it. The
walls you built to protect yourself now hinder you. You won't let him in."
    "Who I let into my mind is none of
your concern," she snapped. "You are not welcome. That is all you
need to know."
    He shook his head, regarding her as if she
were a five year old. "The boy could be your greatest strength. He is
completely devoted to you. You are everything to him. His family. His best
friend. He loves you."
    Her eyes snapped to his strange swirling
ones in surprise.
    "I did not say he was in love with you." His lips twisted in amusement as she relaxed. "It
hasn't grown into that." He turned and began walking toward the Were
settlement.
    She frowned, wondering if she imagined a
quiet "yet." After a moment, she resigned herself to knowing he
wasn't going away. Following behind him, she tried to keep his words from
tumbling about in her mind. She hated knowing he was right.
    "Of course I am," he said over
his shoulder.
    "I hate how you do that."
    He laughed and slowed, allowing her to
catch up and walk beside him. "I am a Dragos, Arowyn. Reading thoughts is
natural for me."
    She glared over at him.
    "You've changed the topic, however.
Well done." His pace slowed. "As to your Fey." He stopped,
putting out an arm so she was forced to as well. "In time, you would learn
how rare such devotion as he has for you is. Time is not something you have. If
you would only think," he rapped his knuckles on her forehead, "you
would understand what he wants."
    Crossing her arms, she grimaced.
"Since you seem so concerned about it, why don't you just tell me?"
    "Quite simply, you don't think of
others."
    Anger rose within her again. How dare he
say such a thing! "That is not true! At all! I love them. I'd die for my
boys!"
    He tilted his head to the side.
"I'm not saying you don't care for them, not at all. But you won't let
them help you. Kei wants to be there for you. He understands you are hurting.
Yet you push him away and wallow in your sadness and anger. You have put no
effort in understanding the bonds you share. Consider what he thinks of this.
He gives you everything, yet you think only of the prince."
    The words stung. At that moment, she'd
rather he would have stuck her with a rusty sword. Tipping her head, she stared
at the ground, allowing her hair to shield her face and the embarrassed flush
coloring her cheeks.
    "I don't…" She shook her head,
words failing her.
    Damon rested his hands on her shoulders.
"Kei can be so much more to you. You need to see this. His strength, his
support, can hold you together. I don't just speak of now, but in the future.
You need him, Arowyn. You will need him, more than you know. Just as he will
need you."
    She looked up at him sharply, her body
tensing in anger once more. "Enough about the prophecy. I don't want to
hear it."
    Anger shadowed his face as he dropped
his arms. "Difficult child. You do not understand anything! You are a part
in a plan set in motion after the fall of the queens. An important part,
but–"
    "What plan?"
    "The magic of