Dragonsong

Chapter Nine

"She is my slave and I will handle her. But as your King, I order you all to do her no harm, is that understood?"

The Dragon Lords reluctantly nod and agree.

I bow my head as I stand up. As the other Dragon Lords start filing out of the conference room, I notice that neither Tiffany nor Ryanair attended.

"I have a bad feeling..." I mumble as I walk out of the room with my head held high.

As soon as I'm alone, I quicken my pace, trying to get to Erika as fast as I can. My heart pounds faster as I get this unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. I start sprinting down the corridors of the castle, feeling anxious.

After about five minutes of sprinting, I bolt through the double doors of my chambers, praying that my feelings were wrong.

As I burst through the doors, I hear the doors fall off their hinges, but that doesn't matter. I let out a heavy breath, not seeing Erika anywhere.

"Oh, Damon dear, it's about time you returned. I was starting to get lonely." Tiffany says, sitting on my bed while leaning back on her elbows. I instantly feel uncomfortable when I see her wearing nothing but black lingerie. But that uncomfortable feeling quickly turns towards rage as I pace forward and grab Tiffany by the throat.

"What did you do, Tiffany?! WHERE IS SHE?!" I flash my eyes, using all my strength to not squeeze her throat.

Tiffany just smirks wickedly.

"Well, hopefully by now, she's on her hands and knees, getting what she deserves by a friend by ours..."

At her words, I feel like I might snap her neck. I don't want to think of anyone taking advantage of Erika, especially not Ryanair...

"Brother!" Shouts a voice from behind me.

I let out a low growl.

"Della, I'm busy right now. Please leave."

I don't turn around as I continue to squeeze Tiffany's neck, who looks like she's enjoying every minute of it.

"Damon! I'm here because of your slave, Erika. I found her in the hall without her collar and brought her in a spare room to keep her safe."

I release Tiffany and whirl around. I feel so angry that I feel like I might lose control and shift at any moment.

"Take me. Now." I demand through gritted teeth.

I hear Tiffany groan, begging me to come back as me and Della hurry down the hall.

On the way, I can't help but think about Erika out here, all by herself.

"Was she okay when you found her?"

Della nods as she walks ahead of me at a quickened pace.

"Don't worry, no dragon had laid their claws on her when I found her. I even took it upon myself to get her ready for tonight."

I stop in my tracks.

"Wait, does that mean you know-"

"Yes brother, I know about the mark. It seems the Goddess is playing a cruel joke on you. But, I'm glad she makes you happy."

I nod as I continue to follow Della.

"Yes, she does."

Della turns the corner and stops at a door. She digs a key from her purse and unlocks the door. But she stops short when she opens the door, gasping.

I quickly bolt into the room, almost knocking Della over in the process. The glass table in the middle to the room is shattered and a chair is knocked over.