worried. I prayed it was only Hal our magic had ceased to affect, but I’m beginning to think it was more than just him. He was the first to fall for a human. You may be the second.”
“And if it’s all of us?” Rhys asked.
Banan’s mouth twisted with concern. “Then we’d better stay at Dreagan.”
“We used our magic because we didna ever want to be betrayed again,” Guy said.
“We made that decision thousands of years ago, but nothing has changed. We still hide what we are from the world, now more than ever. We’re no closer to returning the dragons here now than we were the day they were sent away.”
“I know,” Con said wearily.
Could Guy chance being the one who fell for a human who betrayed them? It was only a matter of time. He knew the longer Elena remained, the more he’d be drawn to her.
He’d touched her, felt her body against his. And kissed her. It would be a miracle if he could stay away, and it had been a very long time since he’d seen a miracle.
“The longer you keep Elena, the worse things could get,” Guy told Con, as much as it pained him to do it. “You’re keeping the rest of the Kings in the mountain. She’ll hear something eventually. How are you going to explain the roars?”
Or the dragons flying in the sky, Guy thought to himself. It had been weeks since he released his dragon and took flight, and just thinking about it made him want to feel the wind around him.
“You’re right,” Con agreed. “We had to trust Cassie because Hal had fallen in love with her before we realized what had happened. If we had known before, we might have prevented all of it. Cassie proved herself, but I’m no’ in any hurry to go through that again. Let’s see what Sloan was looking at in the cave and then get Elena home.”
Guy left Con’s office, knowing they had made the right decision, but the thought of her being taken away from Dreagan—from him—left him cold.
He stopped on the stairs, his breathing labored as he fought against going to Elena.
“The more you fight it, the worse it’ll be,” Rhys said.
Banan snorted. “Hal didna fight it, and he fell in love. Do you really want that emotion?”
“Nay,” Guy said. He didn’t want to fall in love, didn’t want to be bound to a mate.
But he wanted Elena, needed her with a hunger that took his breath away. It shook him, this unwavering longing for her.
“I promised I’d bring her food.”
Rhys slapped him on the back and continued down the stairs. “I hope you know what you’re doing, my friend.”
Guy hoped he did as well. He’d thought Hal a fool until he saw the love shared between him and Cassie. Guy was under no illusions. There was nothing like that between him and Elena.
With them, it was all physical. And that he could deal with.
He changed directions and went to the kitchen to order her some food, and then Guy found himself taking the stairs three at a time to get to her.
When he knocked, she didn’t answer, and he feared she might have tried to escape. So he wrenched the door open and stormed into the room.
Only to be drawn up short by the sight of her silhouette through the clear shower curtain as steam billowed out of the bathroom through the open door.
She stood with her back to the water as she smoothed her hands over the long strands of her hair to rinse it. The motion caused her back to arch and her breasts to push outward.
Her slender arms moved slowly, sensuously over her face and hair. Guy let his gaze rake down what he saw of her silhouette. Small waist, flared hips, and beautiful breasts.
His balls tightened as he took a step toward her. He watched her lather her body with soap and then slowly rinse it away.
There was a grunt, and then Elena cried out. Guy’s only thought was to help her. It wasn’t until he’d shoved aside the curtain and held her very wet, very naked body against him that he realized what he’d done.
Her sage green eyes were wide as she stared at him.