Page 18 of To Spark a Dragon's Love
“That!” I cried, pointing to my chin. “How long have I been walking around with a thick gray hair pointing out?”
“I swear I didn’t see it,” Ember panicked.
“Hang on, I have tweezers!” Riley jumped into the fray.
“Please no.” My eyes widened as I zoomed in on the thing. It stared back, mocking.
“Just pluck it out.” Riley put tweezers in my hand and whispered, “No one has to know it was there.”
Slowly, I gripped the bastard and then yanked with a firm grip.
“All better.” Ember breathed in relief.
Riley nodded as she stood by my side.
“Look at this, Mommy.”
The three of us leaned back.
Harper sat in the tub patting handfuls of bubbles onto her grinning, innocent face. “I have a beard now like you.”
Of course she does. She copies everything you do.
And what did that say for her future love partners? Would she tolerate everything they did and didn’t do without speaking up for herself? Try not to make waves and drown in the process?
Ember gave me a knowing look as if she could read my mind.
Damn it.I had to speak with Malachy.
I kept up my fake smile even though my stomach was twisting in knots. “Come on, Santa. It’s time for you to go to bed.”
8
Malachy
Night Terrors
Could you be any more pathetic?
My dragon clawed and raked his talons down my mind as he demanded to be let out.
I stared at the darkened ceiling, feeling the foreign sensations drift over the bond of Willow softly whimpering in her dream-filled sleep.
She did that a lot. Every night her guard slipped and the dream world took her on restless journeys. I had no clue what she was seeing, but I could feel the worry seeping into each breathless cry.
Even with the distance separating us, I couldn’t shut her out. I did my best to numb her feelings from me, but my dragon wouldn’t let me completely close the connection between us.
We owe it to our mate to keep an eye on her.He huffed angrily, swiping his barbed tail at the cage of my human mind that barely held him inside.
If we weren’t in this mess, I’d give him free rein. I’d spent more years in dragon form as of late than I ever had before. It was easier to ignore his rage and torment if he had full control.
The confidence of the dragon caused a separation between us. He blamed the human side for our failings. I let him believe we weren’t the same.
It was the only way to not completely lose my mind altogether and crumble under the pressure of the situation we’d been thrust into.
That wasn’t Willow’s fault. She wasn’t even a twinkle in her human father’s eye when everything began to change.
The poor woman didn’t deserve any of this.
