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all the vampires he wants to try to capture my mate. It will be all the more for my dragon to feast upon,” Dominic growled low in the vampire’s face, and then drove the dagger in through his middle. It wasn’t a killing blow for a vampire, but it was meant to be a painful reminder of what happens when you mess with a dragon shifter.
He then dropped the bloodsucker to the floor. Blain was already summoning a few of his guards in to help take the trash out.
Chapter Three
After lunch, Dominic found his mate curled up in the library reading a book.
“Would you like to join me for a walk in the gardens? You could even bring your book along if you’d like.”
She graced him with a gentle smile that had Ivormantis doing backflips inside of his head. ‘ Did you just see how she smiled at us? She is starting to fall for us.’
He just barely contained his chuckle. He remembered Blain telling him how his dragon, Sapphamire, had been in a field of flowers in his mind’s eye, picking them, all the while reciting, “She loves me, she loves me, she loves me!”
“Sure,” she replied as she stood and closed the book. “Just let me grab a jacket from my room.
‘What does she need a jacket for when she has me?’ Ivormantis growled. ‘ I’ll gladly keep her nice and warm.’
‘ Behave and stay back, Ivormantis. I know you want to show yourself to her, but you are going to need to be patient .’
‘ Patience, smashience,’ the dragon grumbled in return. ‘ I think you just want to hog all of her time.’
Dominic growled at his beast as he rolled his eyes. The longer Ivormantis was kept chained up, the grumpier his beast got.
Meldamiriel came sailing back into the room, jacket in hand, a quick moment later. “Are you ready?”
“Sure” he answered her. He held out his hand while holding his breath to see if she would take it. He let it out in a whoosh when he felt her tiny hand touch his much larger one. Smiling at her, he tucked her hand into his arm as they walked down the stairs, then out the back door of the castle. Dominic slowed his pace up considerably, realizing how much longer his legs were compared to his mate’s.
The two strolled out into the gardens. Spring had arrived, but in Iceland, that still meant a chill in the air. They had been lucky so far this spring and had experienced slightly higher than normal temperatures. Today’s high was sitting at a balmy 50 degrees with bright sunshine.
This was Meldamiriel’s first time seeing the gardens and the beauty took her breath away. Pristine and full of color, they walked through the paths that separated each bed of flowers.
Dominic and his beast were as content as they could be as they escorted her through the many different colors and scents. She stopped often, sometimes just to sniff the fragrance, sometimes to gently caress the foliage. He watched in amazement, because every time his mate touched a flower it perked up, became even more vibrant in color, and seemed to grow fuller before his very eyes.
She pointed out the bluish-purple Alaskan lupine, the bright orange, yellow, and white Iceland Poppies, the reddish-pink Alpine Catchfly, Wild Thyme, Rosebay Willowherb, and the Great Burnet. She also showed him the Thrift, explaining it was part of the Sea Lavender family, and then the white Glacier Buttercups, Lady Smocks, and Mountain Avens.
They came across a bench and Dominic escorted her over to sit down. “Oh my goodness, I am so ashamed of myself!” She sucked in a huge amount of air as she placed her hands on her heated cheeks. “I should have asked you about your back. Are you in pain? We can go back if you want…”
Dominic stopped her there with a chuckle as he shook his head. “No, sweet thing, my back is not in any type of pain or discomfort. I owe you a huge thank you for what you did for me yesterday. I hated that it took so much out of you, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Because of you, I will be
He then dropped the bloodsucker to the floor. Blain was already summoning a few of his guards in to help take the trash out.
Chapter Three
After lunch, Dominic found his mate curled up in the library reading a book.
“Would you like to join me for a walk in the gardens? You could even bring your book along if you’d like.”
She graced him with a gentle smile that had Ivormantis doing backflips inside of his head. ‘ Did you just see how she smiled at us? She is starting to fall for us.’
He just barely contained his chuckle. He remembered Blain telling him how his dragon, Sapphamire, had been in a field of flowers in his mind’s eye, picking them, all the while reciting, “She loves me, she loves me, she loves me!”
“Sure,” she replied as she stood and closed the book. “Just let me grab a jacket from my room.
‘What does she need a jacket for when she has me?’ Ivormantis growled. ‘ I’ll gladly keep her nice and warm.’
‘ Behave and stay back, Ivormantis. I know you want to show yourself to her, but you are going to need to be patient .’
‘ Patience, smashience,’ the dragon grumbled in return. ‘ I think you just want to hog all of her time.’
Dominic growled at his beast as he rolled his eyes. The longer Ivormantis was kept chained up, the grumpier his beast got.
Meldamiriel came sailing back into the room, jacket in hand, a quick moment later. “Are you ready?”
“Sure” he answered her. He held out his hand while holding his breath to see if she would take it. He let it out in a whoosh when he felt her tiny hand touch his much larger one. Smiling at her, he tucked her hand into his arm as they walked down the stairs, then out the back door of the castle. Dominic slowed his pace up considerably, realizing how much longer his legs were compared to his mate’s.
The two strolled out into the gardens. Spring had arrived, but in Iceland, that still meant a chill in the air. They had been lucky so far this spring and had experienced slightly higher than normal temperatures. Today’s high was sitting at a balmy 50 degrees with bright sunshine.
This was Meldamiriel’s first time seeing the gardens and the beauty took her breath away. Pristine and full of color, they walked through the paths that separated each bed of flowers.
Dominic and his beast were as content as they could be as they escorted her through the many different colors and scents. She stopped often, sometimes just to sniff the fragrance, sometimes to gently caress the foliage. He watched in amazement, because every time his mate touched a flower it perked up, became even more vibrant in color, and seemed to grow fuller before his very eyes.
She pointed out the bluish-purple Alaskan lupine, the bright orange, yellow, and white Iceland Poppies, the reddish-pink Alpine Catchfly, Wild Thyme, Rosebay Willowherb, and the Great Burnet. She also showed him the Thrift, explaining it was part of the Sea Lavender family, and then the white Glacier Buttercups, Lady Smocks, and Mountain Avens.
They came across a bench and Dominic escorted her over to sit down. “Oh my goodness, I am so ashamed of myself!” She sucked in a huge amount of air as she placed her hands on her heated cheeks. “I should have asked you about your back. Are you in pain? We can go back if you want…”
Dominic stopped her there with a chuckle as he shook his head. “No, sweet thing, my back is not in any type of pain or discomfort. I owe you a huge thank you for what you did for me yesterday. I hated that it took so much out of you, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Because of you, I will be
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