Sapphire Dragon (Awakened Dragons Book 2) (13 page)

He grinned and happily obliged.

A
couple weeks later
, Luc and Hallie were visiting Erin and Zach, talking about how the house hunt was going and enjoying lunch.

Luc had brought Bastien over to see what he thought about Bo, but right now, the cats were currently hiding under separate pieces of furniture, trying to decide what they thought about one another.

When they heard a knock on the door, they all looked up warily.

Ever since the oracle had said she was sending a new dragon, they’d all been waiting with bated breath.

Zach squared his shoulders, taking a deep breath as he walked over the sparkling granite entryway to open the door. He took one last look over his shoulder at the rest of them and then swung it open.

Standing on the step, hands in pockets, looking as relaxed as you please, was Redmond Corinthian, the ruby dragon.

Dark-red hair, a rich, nearly purplish color that shimmered in the sun. Piercing green eyes in a catlike almond shape. Smooth skin. Tilted nose. High cheekbones.

A tall, muscular body. As per usual for the most sexual dragon on the planet, Ruby looked good.

Even Luc could admit it.

Zach, however, was less than pleased. He drew in a deep breath, then took a step back, then slammed the door shut in Red’s face.

Then he strode back to the rest of them, shaking his head. “I’m going to call the oracle right now. I’m telling her Sapphire was one thing. I’m
not
taking Ruby. He’s not staying in my house, with my mate.”

“I won’t seduce her!” called a pleasant voice from the porch.

“Who was that?” Erin asked, eyes wide.

“Oh my gosh, he was beautiful,” Hallie said.

Luc narrowed his eyes, and she flushed. “I mean, not as beautiful as you. I meant more objectively. Like a piece of art.” When Luc still didn’t look mollified, she pulled him close. “Oh, come here, you. You know you’re the only one I want.”

They snuggled, and Zach paced, letting out a sigh. “I’m going to send him right out on the street where he belongs.”

Erin put a hand on Zach’s. “Hey, come on. You’re a leader, like it or not, and you’re supposed to help the other dragons get used to this world.”

Zach muttered something unintelligible, but then his mate rose on her toes and kissed his cheek, stroking a hand through his hair, and he melted. “Fine. I’ll help him at least find a place to get settled. But that deviant isn’t staying anywhere within ten feet of you. Hear me?”

She giggled and nodded, looking over at Hallie. “So jealous.”

Hallie gazed up at Luc. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Onyx! Sapphire! Come out and let me meet your wenches! We can share!”

Zach’s face went pale, and he rolled up his sleeves, surely heading for the door to lay out a beatdown. Luc laughed as he grabbed the other man by the jacket, pulling him back.

“Calm down,” he said.

“You heard him,” Zach said.

“He isn’t from here,” Luc said. “We’ll teach him the rules.”

“Like that’ll do any good. That guy is wacko.”

Luc looked at the door. He didn’t know Red well. He knew some of his powers, and he knew he was renowned for his beauty and sexual prowess. He’d always thought those were odd dragon powers, but if the oracle sent him, that meant she thought there was something he could do for this world.

“Good point,” Zach said, hearing his thoughts and answering reluctantly. He inhaled and let out a deep breath and then stormed to the door, opening it and blocking it with his huge body.

Luc stayed back with Hallie, while Erin moved forward to take a peek.

“No, you’re not coming in yet,” Zach’s voice boomed. “Not until we get some things straight. No. Shut up a minute.” Red said something unintelligible, and Zach moved forward, shutting the door behind them so they couldn’t hear much of what was said.

They did hear Zach yell something about their mates not being “wenches” just as the door slammed shut.

“That’s going to be interesting,” Hallie said, looking at the door.

“Yeah,” Erin said. “Zach might want you two to stay if there’s going to be another dragon.”

“I guess we can see how that goes,” Luc said. “I don’t know Red well. But after everything you did for me and Hallie, we’re happy to help however we can.”

Erin gave him a grateful smile. Then her eyes darted to the door. “I’m going to go spy from a side window. Want to come?”

He shook his head, putting an arm around Hallie’s waist as Erin ran off.

“You don’t want to go?” Hallie asked, looking up at him.

He sat in one of the large chairs in the entryway and pulled her onto his lap. “I’m fine right here. Whatever comes, we’ll handle it.”

She snuggled into him, and he smiled as he thought about all the adventures that were coming. The other dragons. The fights against evil. All of it sounded exciting.

A new world, a new him, a new love.

With Hallie by his side, everything was possible.

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W
hen Beau walked
into his brother’s luxurious office, he noticed Ace was anxious. Then again, when was he not?

“You okay? You need to calm down,” Beau said, folding back the leather cuffs of his jacket as he plopped into an overstuffed chair and relaxed with one long, elegant leg draped over the arm.

Ace stopped running his fingers through his tortured blond hair and gave him a freezing stare. “Right. Because relaxing is always easy for you, isn’t it? Because there isn’t anything riding on you. Because you’re the middle son.”

“The oracle has a mate for me,” Beau retorted lazily. “I’d say that’s something riding on me.”

Ace just let out another exasperated sigh and continued to pace.

“Ace…” Beau started, but his brother cut him off with a glare.

“Stop calling me that. You know my name is Axel.”

“But I like Ace,” Beau said, pouting. He stood, took a slow stretch, enjoyed the wide green lands through the window at the front of the office, and then turned to face his brother.

He caught him by the arms and made the older man look at him. Though brothers, they appeared quite different. Where his brother had sharp, almost fierce features, Beau was aptly named because he was the pretty boy of the group. But both had tall, intimidating bodies, as all lion shifters did. They were at the top of the shifter world, and they needed the size and charisma to match.

“Calm down. I’m going to take care of this. You know that, right?” Beau tried to get his brother to look him in the eye. “Besides, I’ve been looking forward to taking a mate. You know, when the right one comes along.”

His brother snorted and pushed away with a bitter laugh. “You? The playboy?”

Beau was a little disappointed by that. He hadn’t expected his brother to buy into the public persona he portrayed in his profession. Sure, he loved women, and women loved him. But he wasn’t a heartbreaker. Not on purpose. He broke hearts every time he stepped on stage, but that wasn’t his fault.

He was just that beautiful.

“And whoever it is, I’m sure the lucky lady won’t be averse to me, so that’s good,” Beau said thoughtfully, walking over to the windowsill again and sitting on it. He gazed out the window and thought about how different his homeland was to the cities he was always performing in. So much lush, untouched land here. But then again, it was a small country, mostly hidden from the world on a small island, and mostly populated with passive and active lion shifters who were locked in a secret battle for power.

And the safety of the human race.

“I’m sure I don’t have to tell you what’s at stake,” Ace said. “Honestly, I was hoping Cain or I would be the first to have their mate chosen. Then you could continue your… lifestyle.”

“Don’t forget this is the lifestyle you chose for me so I could have influence in high places in human society,” Beau said, referring to his status as a well-known rock star, a heartthrob who instantly filled giant arenas with screaming female fans.

“I know,” Ace said, his eyes softening. “Plus, I knew you loved music. You were always good at it.”

“You seen any of my concerts lately?” Beau asked.

Ace laughed and shook his head. “Seen one, seen ‘em all, right?”

“You’re no fun.” Beau pouted and slumped in the chair again. “So when is she coming? Or am I going there?”

“She’s coming here,” he said. “She seemed eager to meet with you on our own land. Eager to meet you in general.” He snorted and straightened his tie. “Your effect on the other gender is something else.”

Beau just shrugged. “I love the ladies, and I guess they love me.”

His brother had nothing to say to that, but Beau could see a twitch on his brother’s handsome face.

“So where’s Cain?”

“You know him,” Ace said. “Probably off somewhere racing or performing.”

“Right,” Beau said. “What extreme sport is he into these days?”

“I think motocross,” Ace said. “Hope he doesn’t kill himself.”

“Aren’t we basically immortal?” Beau asked.

“Hard to kill.” Ace corrected. “Not invincible.”

“A little bike isn’t going to hurt him, then,” Beau said. “Anyway, let’s not talk about him now.” A shiver of anticipation went up his spine. “I’m getting a mate.”

Ace nodded and continued to pace, and Beau thought about the situation and studied his feelings on it. It was something he didn’t allow himself to do very often. He preferred to stay in the moment, feel what was happening, keep with the flow.

But if he were honest, he was nervous as hell. He’d never had stage fright; he loved performing. But sitting here, knowing at any moment he’d hear who the perfect person was to spend his life with, he felt all his nerves standing on end.

What if she didn’t like him? What if it was all politically motivated? His family was in power at the moment, and if they didn’t listen to the oracle in their choice of mates, she could easily support someone else. And whoever had the oracle’s support made the rules.

He sighed and slumped deeper in the chair, letting his long legs sprawl in front of him.

“Did you have to dress like that?” his brother asked, dressed professional as always.

“You’re king of a country,” Beau retorted. “Do you always have to wear suits from off the rack?”

Ace rankled at that. “At least I look trustworthy. You look like you could rob someone.”

Beau looked down at his torn jeans, fashionable combat boots, and leather jacket over a white tee shirt with pink writing. “Hey, it’s my brand.”

“But right now, your brand should be ‘meeting the oracle,’” Ace said.

“And that’s why I’m here. Trust me. She knows who she’s matching. We’ve known her since we were little.”

The oracle was an eternal grandmother figure, living until the next oracle was born, which could be hundreds of years. She was perpetually a little old lady, though her eyes held startling youth. They were smoky gray, so light they were almost white, fringed in dark lashes.

Though he and his brothers all had the classic golden hair of a lion’s mane, the lion shifters on the island had all different manner of hair and skin colors.

Many of them left the island and went to the mainland to breed with humans or other cat shifters to send their genetics into the world.

He’d grown up around many of the females who might be an option. He couldn’t really think of any of them who wouldn’t be delighted to be his mate.

On that thought, the doors to the office swung open, and the oracle walked in. She was curvy and petite, her dark hair short and curly, her eyes and skin pale. She pointed a gnarled finger at Beau the moment she came in and smiled.

“You rascal,” she said.

He walked forward and picked up her hand and kissed the top of it, and she flushed, slapping his hand away.

“What are you doing teasing old ladies?” she asked, fanning her face. “Ace, tell your brother to stop.”

“Stop,” Ace said flatly, making both Beau and the oracle laugh.

“I missed you,” she said, wagging a finger. “You and your brothers had better not forget you owe me.”

“Everything,” Beau said genuinely.

“Good,” she chirped. “And as long as you handsome, strapping young men remember that, we won’t have any problems.”

She could be sweet and sassy, but Beau knew beneath that grinning exterior and finger wagging was a sharp mind and a lot of power to overturn the entire world if she wanted to. The very pinnacle of shifter existence.

Ever since she’d created the dragons, the lions had far less to do.

But while the dragons tracked down the misbehaving shifters, lions were still responsible for the opinion of shifter kind toward humanity and making sure the world all got along together.

Even if some lions didn’t want to so much.

“So much conflict on such a young face,” she said, reaching up as if to touch him.

He stood still, looking down at her, as she caught a lock of his hair in her crooked finger. She twisted it slightly, narrowing her eyes at it, and then let it go.

“Interesting,” she said.

“Hardly so young,” he said. “I’m in my thirties now, you know.”

“Ageless,” she said on a sigh, looking over him. “And far too beautiful. Nevertheless, the woman to mate you will be fortunate indeed.”

“I think so,” he joked, and her face sharpened.

“Not with that attitude.”

“I’m teasing.” He relented.

“All right.” She shook her head and took the chair Ace had pulled up for her while they were talking. “Kneel.”

“That’s it?” Beau asked, heart thumping. He’d sort of been hoping for more small talk, more verbal sparring. He’d answered his brother’s summons with the same casual nonchalance he used to live most of his life, but now that he was here and it was really happening, he felt panic welling up inside him.

And then peace as the oracle’s hand landed on his shoulder. “It’s going to be okay. If I can match up dozens of damn complicated dragons, I can match you.”

“Don’t they match themselves?” he asked.

“Only according to the powers I give them,” she said. “Now shut up and close your eyes.”

He did and felt her hand on his face and then a finger pressing each of his temples.

“I see her now,” she said. “And I’m sending her to you.”

“Literally?”

“Her image, stupid,” she retorted.

He snorted, and then a vision filled his mind, as clearly as if his eyes were open and a picture was right in front of him. Her face was beautiful, vibrant, and familiar. He immediately knew where he knew her from. But would she remember him? They’d only met once, as children. Then again, as a member of the royal family, he didn’t get out with the other kids a lot.

But what was he babbling about? This was his mate. He studied his mate. Her pretty skin, her dark eyes. He could only see her face but hoped she was curvy. Hoped the soft roundness in her cheeks and forehead meant she was a bit rounded all over. He liked a woman he could handle…

“Stop,” the oracle said. “I really don’t need to hear that. And yes, she’s curvy.”

“Good,” he said with a smirk as the oracle pulled back and the vision ended.

She stood. “Well, that’s that.”

“You know her?” Ace said. “Don’t you need a name?”

She shook her head. “He has the name.”

Stacy Anderson.

Beau just stared ahead blankly as Ace thanked the oracle for her time, and the oracle placed a kiss on his cheek before leaving.

He was too stunned to speak as it sank in, the reality of it. Stacy Anderson was going to be his.

“So you know her?” Ace asked as the oracle left, the door swinging shut behind her.

Beau nodded. “Yes.”

“And you can win her?”

Beau walked to the window, hands crossed behind his back, and nodded once more. “It’s only a matter of time.”

“Well, then hurry up, because the sooner you find your mate, the sooner we can get started on ours and lock in the power of the pride with the oracle.”

Beau gave him a reassuring grin, flashing white teeth. “Don’t worry about it, Ace. I’ve got it in the bag. What woman wouldn’t want Beau Hunt, lion prince?”

King of Rock