story.”
“Kyndel…” Rayne growled.
Swatting his arm, Kyndel
laughed even louder. “Don’t you growl at me, ya big ol’ grumpy dragon. I can
tell from the look on your face the story is true.” Her laughter had all but
stopped. “And it’s obvious no one else knows that story, so what are you
gonna do to help Alicia?”
The Commander looked down at
his mate and then at Liam before coming back to Alicia. “We need to call
Melanie and Kyra and the rest of my Force, as well as Rory and his men. I’m
sorry I doubted you, but you have to understand…”
Holding up her hand, Alicia
cut off whatever the Commander was going to say. “It’s okay. I understand.
Trust me, none of this shit makes sense.”
“I do have another question,”
Rayne paused, turning to Liam and Hannah. “Can you two begin rounding everyone
up?” He then added, “Oh, and will your mother and sisters be able to help, as
well?” He directed his question to Hannah.
“You know it. They’re just
waiting for you to say the word.”
“Consider it said,” was his
answer as he turned his attention back to Alicia. Nodding his head for her to
follow him, Rayne walked past, opened the door, and held it while motioning for
her to walk outside.
Once they were standing on
the patio, he asked, “Why is it that Drago can only communicate with you? And
you with him? Is there something else I need to know?”
Alicia could see in his eyes
that he already knew the answer but needed to hear her say it.
This crap is really
getting old.
Shaking her head, she looked
out over Kyndel’s huge garden and wondered how to answer. Alicia was exhausted,
but more than that, she was tired of answering the same question over and over.
Not that she should’ve been surprised. The dragons were very perceptive and
highly intuitive, so there was little that got by them. Just this once she was
hoping all the other news would trump this one stupid question.
Looking back to Rayne, Alicia
gave in and answered the only way she could. “He says we’re mates. And before
you ask, he’s probably right, but can we please just get him out of there and
worry about everything else later?”
Smiling the first real smile
she could ever remember that wasn’t directed at his family or one of his Guardsmen,
Rayne nodded. “Whatever you like, Alicia. And thank you for not giving up on
me. I know I can be stubborn but it has served me well over the years. Having
Drago back is something I never dreamed could happen. I can never thank you
enough for giving me back part of the family I lost.”
“You are very welcome,
Commander, but we don’t have him back yet,” was all Alicia could squeak out
past the lump in her throat.
Thankfully, the back door
flew open and out came Liam and Hannah, with Kyndel not far behind. Liam was
the first to speak. “We got a hold of everyone and they are all headed to the
McKennons’. Hannah called her mom and they’re getting ready too.”
Rayne nodded and looked at
his mate, who’d just started to talk. “Sam is on the way to hang with Jay and
me, so ya’ know Lance will meet you there, too. Keep in touch. I’m sure the
rest of the girls will end up here soon, so let us know if you need anything.”
Cutting through the crowd,
Rayne approached his mate, scooped her into his arms, and kissed her as if she
was the very air he breathed. Alicia knew she should look away but simply
couldn’t—it was just too amazing to behold. When they broke apart and Rayne
retuned Kyndel to her feet, they looked into each other’s eyes for just a
moment longer. The Commander said something in Gaelic that made Kyndel blush
and had Liam clearing his throat, then turned and stepped off the patio before
calling over his shoulder, “Come on, it’s time to see some witches about saving
an assassin.”
“Just watch your ass out there,
Commander,” Kyndel called after them.
Everyone laughed aloud as
they followed Rayne out of the yard and through the
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