controlled by the slaver, an arena with rounded walls that kept the battle contained. No laws, no rules, existed within the sphere. Merely blood, pain, and death. The assassin had nearly ended Erun’s life that day. Unfortunately, he did not and his prison had remained for seven more years.
“Come. It is time to return. The youngling will need feeding.”
“Tabitha isn’t a pet.”
Erun frowned. “I know this. Why would you say this?”
Rhal shook his head. “It does not matter. If you say such a thing in front of Vanessa, she will explain it to you.”
He decided to ignore the male and merely flicked his tail and headed toward Vanessa’s home. He had spent too much time with Rhal while a youngling needed him. Was this what Rhal spoke of? The ease of distraction even with responsibilities?
It took less time to return, his body flexing and pushing against the currents as he sought the female’s house. He eased toward the shore, his head popping above the surface before he encouraged his body to return to his two-legged form. He did not see any danger—only Vanessa and Tabby playing on the sands—and willed his scales to recede. His tail separated, giving him two human legs and he placed them on the ocean’s floor.
Tabby spotted him and she immediately shouted the name she’d assigned him. Daman . It was not his true name, but when she smiled, he did not care.
Vanessa remained in place for a brief moment before pushing to her feet. Tabby continued her run toward him and he quickly strode toward the shore, anxious with her so near the waters. Vanessa was not neglectful? She was about to watch her youngling—human youngling—race into the seas!
He increased his pace just as Vanessa upped hers and he realized she clutched his clothing. He was reminded humans took issue with nudity.
They met halfway between the shore and her home. Tabitha’s small weight collided with his legs and he felt her tug on the heavy bag he carried. He allowed her to play as he focused on the female before him.
“Iggles iggles iggles…”
“You claim you do not neglect her, that you are a good dam , and yet she nearly made it to the waters!”
She jerked back as if he’d struck her and then shoved the bundle of cloth at him. “You were a good thirty feet from the water when you came forward. I may not like you, but I know you wouldn’t let anything happen to Tabby.”
“And how do you know this,” he hissed.
“Because Rina said she’d trust you with Theresa’s life. That I should give you a chance to not be an asshole.”
It was nice to know the principessa’s trust extended so far.
“That does not mean—”
“Momma,” a soft whimper silenced their argument. He had forgotten Tabitha.
Perhaps there was truth in Rhal’s words.
“Momma, owie. Momma… Momma hurts…”
Vanessa dropped to her knees beside Tabitha. “What hurts, baby?”
Her question ended with a gasp and he focused on the child as well.
The scaled child.
Pale scales covered Tabitha’s hands and arms, the delicate gold hue reappearing along her neck. His gaze dropped to her legs and he realized they traveled there as well. Her cries and whimpers continued, the yellow color reddening the longer he stared.
She was in pain and her skin held proof that something was wrong with her. When delicate fins slipped from her calves, his mind focused on the need to assist Tabby. He dropped her iggles and reached for the youngling. He tore at her clothing, ripping the dress she wore to shreds and her under coverings soon followed. From there… her legs fused, slowly fighting to form a tiny golden tail so like his own when in the waters.
She was transitioning. He shot a glare to Vanessa. For the first time?
“Mommaaaa…” Tabitha reached for her dam , but Erun intercepted her and snatched the child to his body. She screamed once more, but he could not cease the youngling’s pain. His only available path lay in bathing her in fresh water. Then