Page 61 of Under the Dragon's Spell
Adrian exhaled.
The doctor looked between the two of us. "Would you like to know genders?"
I shot Adrian a questioning look, but he shook his head. "I've always kind of wanted it to be a surprise." He blushed, as if that was something to be ashamed of.
"It's your decision," I said, although I did want to know. I could wait another month, though, to please him.
"Thank you." Adrian smiled at me.
This time it was on me to shake my head. "Whatever you want, love."
Once we were done at the doctor's, I took him to the hospital where they had indeed readied a bed for him. Our island was small and not overly populated so I wasn't surprised that a lot of their rooms were empty. At least it meant they wouldn't have trouble watching over Adrian, which was good, because I had to redouble my research efforts. Only the week before I'd read something interesting about fated mates that could potentially help my love, but I hadn't been able to dig deeper, feeling the need to be at home with my partner.
I was going to spend a lot of time in this hospital over the following weeks, but I couldn't rest Adrian's fate entirely in their hands. I needed to do something as well.
In spite of the doctors reassuring me that my mate was getting the best care anyone could give him, he was spending progressively less time awake over the course of the next week. I started taking books in with me so I could read while sitting by his bed. It took me a couple of days to find what I was looking for, but when I did, I nearly tore the page out of the book in my excitement.
"True fated mates, when properly bonded, can share a single life force between them. This allows the weaker partner to live a longer life, drawing on the other partner's energy to become stronger themselves—"
This was exactly what I'd been looking for. A way to share my strength with Adrian.
The only problem was, I had no idea what 'properly bonded' meant, or how Adrian and I could achieve this status.
Furiously I skimmed the rest of the book, waiting for the answer to hop out to me, but it never did. This crappy book didn't have it. I nearly flung it against the wall, but Adrian was stirring and I didn't want to wake him with childish antics.
He always looked so pale now. Gently, I stroked a lock of hair back from his face. This was not what I'd wanted for him when I'd told him I could get him pregnant. But now was not the time for regrets. Now was the time to make things right. Sighing, I got up from my chair. When I was honest, I knew just the man to talk to.
It seemed it was time to hunt down my sire and talk to him.
I didn't have an inkling of an idea where my father was, of course, so to find him, I had to do something perhaps even more dreadful—contact my little brother. And to dothat, well, I had to return to the manor first. Truly, this wasn't going to be pleasant, but if it was going to help Adrian than I wasn't going to hesitate.
The moment I arrived at my mother's house, she was all over me.
"Pray tell, to what do I owe this pleasure?" she greeted me in the front hall. "Are you here to deliver more threats? How are my future grandchildren?"
I raised an eyebrow at her, although I wasn't surprised that she'd heard about Adrian carrying twins. It was a small island.
"I need Kylan's number," I said, not answering any of her questions.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You're meaning to call your brother?"
"I do indeed." I strode past her on my way to the study on the first floor where she kept her address books. I knew she wasn't in contact with my father, but my brother still received aphone call every year for solstice—the biggest holiday in our calendar.
Mother followed me, but I ignored her.
"What are you planning to do?" she asked as I looked through the address book.
I kept turning the pages.K…
"You're not truly going to talk to your father, are you?"
"What if I am? Would you like me to give him a message from you?" I shot her a fake smile.
She sighed. "I'd hoped I'd raised you better than this, Tyrel."
"Better than to talk to my father?"
"Better than to talk to me like that."
