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already there and it was then that Lester realised that many of them probably had family members who were among the missing.
    It made him feel sad and reminded him of those hard years when they’d had no clue where Duncan was. It had been so hard, not knowing if he was alive or dead, safe or suffering under the hands of some ruthless owner.
    The bowl was on the centre of a table and already filled with water. Trent sat on one side, so Lester took the chair opposite of him. Several white candles were lit and the room had a hushed feel about it.
    “Are you ready?” Trent asked.
    Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Lester nodded his head. He and Trent clasped hands over the bowl and began the incantation. Like before, even though the language was foreign to him, the words slipped effortlessly off Lester’s lips.
    While he kept his eyes closed, he could hear a humming sound coming from the bowl. He could also detect the gasps of shock coming from the surrounding dragons. He didn’t let any of that distract him, though. Lester kept focused on the spell and continued on.
    Finally they’d spoken the last words and Lester opened his eyes to see if the spell had worked. What he saw in the scrying bowl took his breath away. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting, maybe a little map or something, but it was so much more.
    Not only did they have the exact locations of all the dragons, but they had little images of them. Glimpses of what they were going through at the moment. One was being whipped for a punishment. Another one, who was so small and innocent-looking, was curled up in a ball. He had a large chain attached to his ankle. Yet another was being forced to bow to his sorcerer master. Each and every image made Lester sick to his stomach.
    “Gods,” Trent breathed. “Which one do we start with?”
    “This one,” Nicholas said firmly.
    He had pointed to the small dragon with the chain around his ankle. Lester was about to ask why, but something in his brother’s gaze made him shut his mouth and just nod in agreement. They would start with the little one.
    Brian must have reached the same conclusion, because he got a slightly confused expression on his face before he finally gave a slow nod. “Okay, we can leave tomorrow.”
    “Thank you,” Nicholas said curtly. He then left the room and marched up the stairs, his door slamming shut a few seconds later.
    “I wonder what that was all about,” Lester asked.
    Duncan shrugged his shoulders. “Your guess is as good as mine. But at least we have someplace to start.”
    Brian clapped his hands together. “Okay, everybody to bed. We have a busy week ahead of us.”
     
    As they walked into their bedroom, it took everything Mick had in him not to tackle Lester and claim him on the spot. Ever since he’d seen Lester falling from the mountain while he’d been too far away to do anything about it, Mick had been on edge.
    He’d almost lost his mate that day and that just wouldn’t do. His dragon was angry, scared and hurt and only one thing would calm it—dominating Lester. Mick just hoped that Lester would be willing and understanding.
    Lester walked over to the edge of the mattress then turned and gave Mick a devilish grin. “You’re about to fuck me senseless. Aren’t you?”
    Balling his hands up into fists, Mick asked, “How could you tell?”
    “Your demeanour practically screams it. Plus, I can read your mind, remember?”
    Busted! “Oh, yeah! I kind of forgot about that part.”
    Lester turned around and held his arms out. “What are you waiting for? Come and get it.”
    Mick didn’t need a second invitation. With a feral growl he descended, moving in and tackling Lester. They landed on the bed, their mouths meeting together in a clumsy clash of teeth and lips.
    “Need you. Want you,” Mick said as he began to tear away at Lester’s clothing.
    “You have me,” Lester assured him.
    Mick was in a frenzy. He got them undressed, but their clothes