Dragonbane(Dark Hunter,book 24)(80) by Sherrilyn Kenyon
He’d expelled a deep, sexy sigh. “For you? Famished. Gods, woman, your breasts are ample and supple enough to shame any woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Then lay back, my lord. I intend to make sure you are well sated this night.”
For years, she’d considered him her one knight stand that had seriously skidded off the rails. Now…
“Open your eyes, Sera.”
Hoping and praying for a miracle, she obeyed Falcyn.
Max still wasn’t moving. And now there was a grayish cast to his scales.
Worse? Falcyn was now as pale as Blaise. His hair had gone snow-white.
Concerned, she dropped her gaze from his face to the small bowl he held in his hand that contained blood. “Are you all right?”
Sweat beaded on his forehead and upper lip. “Tell me what do you love most about my brother.”
“The way he makes me feel.”
“And that is?”
She swallowed hard. “Like I can fly. Even when I’m in this body without wings, he makes me feel like I’m in the clouds, looking down on the world.”
“Then breathe into him. Let your breath be his.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Embrace the dragon, Seraphina. Breathe into him.”
Cupping Max’s snout, she did what Falcyn said. Then waited…
Her heart clenched tight as Max remained still and pale. “Nothing’s happening.”
His hair darkening, Falcyn touched Max’s body and the moment he did, a deep, dark crimson light shot through his cells, illuminating them like a flashlight through skin on the darkest night. Translucent and bright.
Before she could move, Max drew a deep breath and opened his eyes.
Sera gasped. “Max?”
He blinked slowly. “What happened?”
“Do you remember anything?”
Groaning, he laid his head back, then cursed. “Falcyn…” He immediately shifted to his human body to stare up at his brother. “You broke your oath.”
His gaze went from Max to Sera. “Sometimes it’s worth it. We are brothers, after all.”
And with that, Max knew that Falcyn had finally forgiven him. “Thank you.”
Falcyn inclined his head to him. “Remember the cost I’ve paid for your life today. Don’t ever waste it and don’t make me regret it.”
Max held his hand out to him. “Never.”
Falcyn tucked his hand into his and shook it, not as a man, but as a drakomas. Then he cupped Seraphina’s cheek in his hand and kissed her forehead. “May peace and happiness be with you, only.”
As he withdrew, she caught his arm. “You’re not leaving after this, are you?”
“Drakomai are creatures of solitude.”
She glanced to Max before she turned back to Falcyn and smiled. “But they can learn another way. And I’d like to get to know my brother-in-law.”
He met Max’s gaze with an arched brow.
“You are always welcomed at my nest. Especially since we’ve lost Illarion.”
“What?” Sera gasped.
Falcyn sighed wearily. “Not lost entirely. Temporarily adrift.” He inclined his head to Max. “I shall stay, but only to help you knock sense into Illarion. I won’t let those bastards take him. Not after everything else they’ve stolen from all of us. Now rest. We’ll have more fights to come and you have a beautiful swan to soothe.”
And with that he was gone.
Sera turned back to Max. She still couldn’t believe he was alive again. Laughing, she threw herself against him and kissed his cheeks and lips and neck and forehead.
He laughed, too. “Careful, love. Else I’ll think you missed me.”
“Don’t you ever die on me again!”
“I didn’t mean to this time.”
Her amusement fading, she pressed her marked palm to his as she moved to straddle him. “As soon as you heal, I want us to bond.”
“No arguments. Our dragonets are grown. They will find their own mates soon. But the one thing I learned today is what the dragonbane really means.”
“And that is?”
“Living without your heart, and my heart is you, Lord Dragon.”
“Then come, Strah Draga. Bond with me. For I know that without you I don’t live. I only survive, and that is the bleakest and longest winter of my life.”
Max snorted as he caught Falcyn staring hungrily at Tisiphone’s posterior while she leaned over the pool table where Colt and Rémi were teaching her to play billiards. “I think you used me as an excuse to stay, brother.”
Falcyn slid an unamused glare at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Shaking his head, Max handed him a drink before he started breaking down the soda dispensers. Fang had just closed the bar to the humans. It’d been almost three weeks since that fateful night when Sera had crashed back into his life.
And he cherished every minute of it.
Mostly because he knew war was here and a battle was coming. Blaise and Merlin were working on a Daimon cure, but so far nothing had helped them. Apollo was still after all the Olympians and the Were-Hunters.
With Kessar leading the charge.
They were on the cusp of the full moon and with it a bad feeling that Max couldn’t shake. While his mate and children were safe upstairs with Aimee, he knew Illarion was out there, working with Apollo against them.
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