CHAPTER TWELVE
Tem
“He truly did not know he was half dragon?” asked Reanne as she lit the lamps in his room.
Tem was focused on Astrid’s distress as she settled into another wing that served as guest quarters. He did not hear Reanne’s question at first.
“What?”
“Oh, Tem. That little human has you wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she?”
Tem groaned. “It is more than that.”
Reanne stopped what she was doing and regarded the dragon.
“How?” she asked.
“I thought it was a myth.” His voice sounded tortured even to him.
“What myth?”
“Bonding.”
Reanne sucked in a breath and this confirmed Tem’s worse fears.
“How do you know?”
“How do I not? I can’t bear the thought of being apart from her. Even now I just want to go to her room. I can’t bear the thought of her being near another male.”
“Well, that’s just lust. It’s normal for males and I imagine that being in that place you’ve been denied, and that’s fueled the lust.”
He shook his head.
“No, Reanne, you don’t understand. I hear her thoughts.”
“What?” said Reanne, now truly shocked.
“Yes, and what’s more, she can hear mine.”
“And do you feel what she feels?”
“Yes,” he said almost as a whisper.
“Oh, by the Gods, this is a disaster!”
Tem sank to the bench by the bed.
“You think so?” he said acidly.
“My mother will have a fit. There will be no protecting the girl from her.”
“Don’t you think I know that?”
“Does the girl understand?”
“She’s enamored, but no, she does not know the consequences of this.”
“Oh, by the triune Goddess. Tem, tell me you haven’t completed the bonding.”
“No. There was no time.”
“Well, that’s one good thing. It gives us an opportunity.”
“To what?”
“I’ll take her away, perhaps to America. I’ll take Evan too. Perhaps—”
“YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HER!”
The force of his response shocked Tem, but he was standing now, towering over Reanne and shouting at her. He was one microsecond away from shifting into dragon form.
Reanne backed away.
“Tem, keep your voice down. I might understand this, at least part of it, but mother will not. And it will be your Astrid’s death.”
“Even if I do not complete the bonding?”
“She would be safer if you did. If she was claimed as property—”
“Astrid is most definitely not that.”
“Yes, but by our law, that is all she can be. You know this. Why am I explaining this to you?”
Tem put his face in his hands. “I never expected any of this. I’m five hundred years old, for heaven’s sake, have known hundreds of women, and then, then this tender shoot, a breath of wind crosses my path, and I lose it altogether. I must be getting senile.”
Reanne scoffed. “Hardly. You are not a tenth of the way there.”
“Well, I won’t live that long now, will I?”
“Is that really your main concern?” asked Reanne gently.
“No. It is the thought that she’d die at all that kills me.”
“Ah, so. Then there is one thing you must do.”
“What is that?”
She sighed. “You know.”
Tem indeed did know and a part of him wanted Astrid very much. But to carry through with the bonding? To join their souls for all time?
“Why?”
“So my mother doesn’t kill her.”
“What that make a difference if Rhea kills me?”
“It is a gamble either way,” said Reanne. “And I cannot tell which one carries the greatest odds you’d come out of this alive. But I cannot help but think along the lines that you do. What is between you and the human goes beyond the laws of men and dragons… there is a deep purpose here.”
Reanne stepped within inches of Tem. “And maybe that’s a better purpose than what my mother has in mind for you anyway.” She bent and kissed him on the cheek.
“Out of all the dragon males, your passion runs the hottest. It is why my mother wants you to father the next generation. But your heart was made to love only one, and I think you have found her.”
Reanne quietly and gracefully exited the room, leaving Tem alone with his thoughts.
And in his thoughts was Astrid, a beautiful young woman that had no idea what was in store for her. She was now a fugitive from her own people, in the middle of nest of dragons that would kill her upon their Queen’s command.
It was an unholy mess.
What is between you and the human goes beyond the laws of men and dragons… there is a deep purpose here.
Tem couldn’t imagine what that would be and Reanne’s words did not comfort him. But what he did know that, since the first time had Astrid touched him, his heart beat in time with hers.
And as he thought about this his mood plummeted to dark depths that he never imagined existed. Even during his most hopeless moment in prison, he had never felt this lost or helpless. It just wasn’t in his nature.
And then he realized it was in Astrid’s. He was feeling her emotions and he couldn’t bear it.
Before he realized he was doing it, he was striding the halls of Rhea’s palace to Astrid’s door. He ran past beautiful frescoes and ancient sculpture, down the marble faced walls and floors, to the wing where Astrid was housed. He stood there at the polished teakwood door, unsure of what to do. His head told him to turn and go back to his own room, but every other part of him wanted, no needed, to be with Astrid.
The door tore open and there stood Astrid with tears streaming down her face.
“Tem,” she said shakily, “I was going to look for you.”
“And how would you have found me, eh?” he said with a smile. Tem felt great relief just at seeing her. “There are four hundred rooms in this palace.”
“Four hundred?” Her eyes grew wide.
“Yes, not counting the kitchen, the dining room, the throne room and the pool.”
“Pool?”
“Well, actually it is an underground cavern that is fed with hot springs. I’ll take you there sometime.”
Tem felt her mood tumble again, and she turned and fled into her room.
“Astrid,” said Tem. He followed and shut the door behind him.
“What am I doing here, Tem? Your Queen hates me and each time she stares at me I get the feeling she wants me dead.”
“Oh, fuck,” said Tem. He stood inches from her now, though she had her back to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his forehead to her neck.
“She won’t hurt you. I won’t allow it.”
“But what she was thinking— Tem, she expects you, and Reanne, oh—” she made little noises in her throat.
“That’s an old plan, and one I rejected a long time ago, Astrid. And it’s thoroughly imposs—Wait. You heard Rhea Gentrix’s thoughts?”
“Sure, Tem, like I can hear yours, and Calvin’s, and Evan’s, though his are a little harder to catch. Reanne’s for some reason I can’t, or maybe, I just didn’t know she was there until she showed up—”
“Wait. Stop,” said Tem. This was impossible. How could she hear Rhea’s thoughts, or anyone else’s besides Tem’s? He had never heard of anything like this before.
Red hair. Green eyes. Impossibly stubborn.
Dragon.
Tem kissed the back of her neck and she sighed. But he wasn’t being romantic.
Human. She tasted so human. Her passions ran as hot as her blood.
Astrid leaned her head back against Tem’s shoulder.
“I feel much better now you are here.”
Tem leaned into her and started a rocking motion, almost as if they were dancing. “Hmmm,” he hummed. “Beautiful Astrid, lovely Astrid, with the pretty red hair. How can it be that I met you?”
“I think,” she whispered, “I was looking for you.”
“Me?”
“Oh, not you, Tem Rawlins, specifically. But you, the essence of you. The dragon Lord. My grandmother was from Ireland and she’d tell me stories of dragons and how our ancestors served the dragon Lords. She told me how our family, at least the women, was graced with the ability to read the dragons’ minds so we could better help them. We were the seneschals between the dragons and humans, the gatekeepers, and we mediated their relationship. Some called us ambassadors, my grandmother said, others called us traitors to our race. Of course, I thought she was a dotty old woman, until tonight, that is.”
Tem had not heard anything like this story before and he figured that Rhea Gentry had some explaining to do.
“So, what happened?”
“A dragon Lord and a human woman fell in love, and neither dragons or humans liked that very much. The was a great battle between the dragon Lord’s followers and the dragon Queen…”
Astrid sucked in a breath. “That was Rhea Gentrix, was it?”
“Rhea has always been our Queen,” he said gently.
“She killed that dragon Lord,” said Astrid with a pained voice. “Oh, my God, Tem. Oh, my God. Get away from me! Go away! Don’t let her see you here with me!”