“Your opinion concerns me not,” Baltic told him, wrapping an arm around me. “We will go home now.”
“I told you that we don’t have a home. Besides, Thala is still out there, doing who knows what.”
“Thala?” Constantine asked. “Von Endres’ daughter?”
“Yes. She resurrected Baltic, but evidently she’s been using him to bring the dragon heart together.”
“Really,” Aisling said softly, nudging Drake. “I told you it had to be something like that. I told you that if it wasn’t Baltic killing those blue dragons, then it had to be Thala.”
We all looked at her in surprise. “You think Thala killed the blue dragons instead of Fiat?” I asked.
“Sure. It makes sense if she really wanted the dragon heart.” She looked around the room at the expressions of confusion and continued. “You said she was using Baltic for her own purposes, right? What’s the first thing any good plan of attack does? Divide and conquer. So she made everyone in the weyr think Baltic really is the dreadest of all wyverns.”
“I am,” he said with a grim look at Constantine.
“Baltic is buddies with Fiat because he gave him succor or some such thing as that, so Thala played on that fact and made it look like Baltic was working with Fiat to hurt the weyr. I bet it was Thala who was behind your kidnapping,” Aisling said, turning to Tipene. “May said it was ouroboros dragons who grabbed you guys, right? I bet she was working with Fiat’s ex–blue dragons.”
“She didn’t have to,” I said slowly, my gaze meeting Baltic’s. He looked thoughtful.
“Really? Why not?”
“She had her own tribe.”
“Oh. Well, that works just as well. She does what she can to raise havoc and mayhem in the weyr, including either killing the blue dragons, or helping Fiat kill them, and making it seem like Baltic did it. I guess that means the weyr owes you guys an apology, right, sweetie?”
“Hardly that,” Drake said, his lips tight. “It seems we have much to discuss at the
“At the very least, you can officially call off the silly war.”
Drake turned his glittering emerald eyes on Aisling.
“Sorry.
“Better.” He turned back to us, his eyes examining Constantine for a moment. “I do not know what has passed to leave your lieutenant trying to kill all three of you, but I believe there will be no problem in the weyr retracting its declaration of war. As for the issue brought to head by Constantine’s shade . . .”
Constantine stopped glowering at Baltic and directed his attention at Drake. “I remember you. You’re my godson’s younger brother, the one claimed by the reeve for the green sept. You share her genetic traits, but you are not a reeve yourself? Interesting.”
“Of course he’s not a reeve,” Aisling said, smiling up at Drake. “That would mean he could have more than one mate, and he’d never do that.”
Drake looked startled at the thought.
“What exactly is a reeve?” Jim asked.
“One whose bloodline is particularly close to the First Dragon,” Constantine answered.
Next to me, Baltic stiffened.
“Close?” I asked, my blood turning cold. “Close how? Really, really friendly? That sort of close?”
“We will leave now, Ysolde,” Baltic declared, all but shooing me past them.
“Close as in close. Biologically so,” Constantine said with a shrug. “Ask Baltic. He knows—as the son of the First Dragon, he also is a reeve.”
Baltic swore under his breath, then took my arm.
“Baltic is the son of the First Dragon?” I heard Aisling gasp as I turned to face the man whose love was everything to me.
“You’re a reeve?” I asked him.
“Whoa, he’s a first-generation son. Didn’t see that coming,” Jim said in tones of amazement.
“Now,
“You can have more than one mate? What was all that business about you dying because he killed me?” My voice rose as I jabbed my finger in Constantine’s direction.
“I believe I’ve already established my innocence on that front—” Constantine started to answer.
I spun around and shot a fire-tinged ball of arcane light toward him.
“Er . . . my apologies for interrupting. You go ahead and continue yelling at Baltic,” he said quickly, eyeing the hole in the wall where the ball hit.
I turned back to Baltic.
“Ysolde—”
“Don’t!” I held up my hand to stop him. “Just answer one question, Baltic. Can you take another mate?”
“There is no other female in the world for me.”
“That’s not what I asked!”
He pulled me up against his chest, allowing me to search the depths of his eyes. “There is no other female but you. There never will be.”
“But you could—”
His fire wrapped around us, sinking into me, merging with the slumbering fire that was buried deep within me, his mouth moving on mine. “You are my life. You are my soul. You are the beginning and end to me. It will always be so.”
I stopped fighting him, accepting the love that was so evident in his eyes, in the beat of his heart, in everything he was. We were together, and there was nothing that could change that, not even death.
“That is
“Serious Hallmark moment,” Jim agreed.
“Why don’t you ever say things like that?” May asked Gabriel.
“He’s still a reeve, you know,” Constantine said, marching over to us as Baltic released my lower lip. “Whereas I’m n—”
Baltic’s fist shot out again. I stared into his beautiful dark eyes, basking in the glow of love and desire and need that shone in them. Behind me came the sound of wood crashing to the floor accompanied by a large, heavy object. “I love you, too.”
“Come, mate.” He held out his hand for me, then cocked an eyebrow at Brom, who slipped around Pavel and obediently trotted after us, Pavel bringing up the rear with a twitch of his lips.
As Baltic passed Gabriel, who with a stunned expression stared at where Constantine lay struggling with the remains of the table, he paused. “He’s your problem now.”
“Like hell he is,” Gabriel said, his expression changing to one of sheer horror.
“You haven’t heard the last of me, Baltic,” Constantine warbled from underneath the broken table. “I’m not finished wooing Ysolde. Bloody hell, I think I broke something. You, Gideon, help me up. I lost my corporeal form for a second, and now I’m merged into the wood of this table. . . .”
Also by Katie MacAlister
IN THE COMPANY OF VAMPIRES, A Dark Ones Novel
CONFESSIONS OF A VAMPIRE’S GIRLFRIEND, A Dark Ones Novel
LOVE IN THE TIME OF DRAGONS, A Novel of the Light Dragons
STEAMED, A Steampunk Romance
CROUCHING VAMPIRE, HIDDEN FANG, A Dark Ones Novel
ZEN AND THE ART OF VAMPIRES, A Dark Ones Novel
ME AND MY SHADOW, A Novel of the Silver Dragons
UP IN SMOKE, A Novel of the Silver Dragons
