Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Ninety Six

Silas POV

She had been hiding from me all day, it was really starting to piss me. Why couldn’t she just be in the

same room as me. When dinner time came, I walk upstairs to the room only to find her not there.

Where did she go? I swore she said she had been in the room, though her scent wasn’t that strong like

she hadn’t been in here since this morning. Walking back out I look for her only to run into Pluto.

“Have you seen Elora?” I ask him. He nods.

“Yeah in her room” He says pointing down the corridor. I turn on my heel going to her old room, pissed

off. She knows this room isn’t fixed yet. Pushing the door open I was a little shocked to find it cleaned

up, though there was a terrible draft, the wood not sealing completely closed against the stone walls.

She looks up as I enter, she was next to the fireplace trying to get the kindle to catch a light with a

lighter.

“You can’t stay in here you will freeze” I tell her stepping in.

“I will be fine, you can go” She says, and I could feel how pissed off she was with our mates for ditching

her. Jealousy hitting me at her only ever wanting them near. I watch her struggle with the kindle, which

was too wet to light with the lighter, I was nearly tempted to leave her with it just to force her out of this

room.

“Just sleep in the room, I will sleep in the study” I tell her. She shakes her head stubbornly.

“Elora!” I call out to her and she looks up at me.

“Just leave I don’t want you in here” She snaps, and I growl low at her tone, her eyes snapping to me

filled with worry. Just walk away, walk away. I tell myself when I want nothing more then to drag her out

kicking and screaming to where I know she will be warmer and my son not freezing solid inside her

overnight.

I turn about to leave when I stop turning around and walking over to her before bending down, I suck in

a breath before blowing it out, the room heating instantly, and she jumps back as the logs catch alight. I

then walk out leaving her like she wanted. Trying to remember she is pregnant and hormonal, and not

realising how rude she just came off.

Walking off, I go make dinner slamming the pots and pans around a little too loudly in my anger while I

try and find the frypan I like using. Pluto walking in to see what the commotion is.

“You right buddy” He asks, and I glare at him not meaning to. He puts his hands up.

“Hey just checking on you” He says.

“I’m fine Elora is just being difficult” I tell him and he steps into the kitchen.

“I wouldn’t take it personally I have seen her snap at Dragus a few times” He says which actually

shocked me they always seem so cosy around each other.

“Well for me it is personal because the woman hates me”

“She will come around, Elora is forgiving” I nod not really believing him.

“Want some help?”

“If you want, where is your brother?” I ask him.

“In the city with his girlfriend”

“He has a girlfriend already?” I ask.

“Yeah, not a mate though just some bird he likes” Pluto tells me.

“What are we making?” Pluto asks.

“Hamburgers, you can butter the buns when they come out of the grill”

Pluto nods placing the buns in while I start frying onion and the patties.

Elora’s POV

Silas was right this room was freezing, I could tell he was angry with the way I spoke to him and I felt

guilty for snapping at him. He came in and placed dinner on the table telling me to eat before walking

out.

I didn’t even have a chance to thank him he left as soon as he came in. Laying in bed I froze. The draft

was awful and made a horrid whistling noise as it came through the gaps. Getting up. I stoke the fire

warming hands on it. The logs were nearly gone and it was starting to go out. Grabbing my dressing

gown, I put my slippers on, going to get more. Walking outside, it was snowing. I hated the weather

here, one minute it was fine the next it snowed never an in between. I can’t wait for summer at least

then the days were longer and a little warmer though not much with the mountains surrounding the

place blocking the sun most of the time, the nights were usually cold still.

Walking outside my feet froze instantly, painfully so as the snow went straight through the fabric. I could

barely see in front of my face as I walked toward the stables in search of wood. Most of the logs were

wet still from the storm and I needed to get back before the fire went completely out.

No such luck as I walk in and find it only glowing red as it smothered itself in the ash. I drop the logs in

and wait seeing if anything catches alight. Thinking of asking Pluto, I walk out but could hear him

snoring when I open the door. I pop my head in and catch him talking in his sleep making me chuckle.

Nothing of what he said making sense.

Closing the door, I walk back to my room, the draft hitting me instantly making me shiver. I hesitate

before walking upstairs to Silas to see if he would relight it for me, though with the way I spoke to him, I

wouldn’t be surprised if he said no. Walking in, he was sitting in bed. Shock hitting me when I see him

reading a baby book. He puts the book down looking over at me. The sight of him reading it worried

me, like he was planning on taking my baby.

“What’s wrong?” He asks looking at me.

“The fire went out and the wood is wet” I tell him. He nods getting up off the bed.

“What are reading?” I ask already knowing.

“Some baby book I saw Matitus reading,” He answers looking down at me as he approaches, he

doesn’t say anything else.

“You want me to light the fire or are you coming to sleep in here?” He asks when I just stand there like

an idiot staring at him.

“Right” I tell him turning around to walk back downstairs.

“Where did your mind just go?” He asks making me stop and look back at him.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Nothing don’t worry about it” He says giving me a strange look.

“You can always sleep in here with me” He says but I shake my head walking down the stairs. Walking

into the room, Silas follows before growling behind me.

“It’s freezing in here, you’re not sleeping in here” He says grabbing my hand pulling me back.

“Your fucking hands are freezing” He says when I pull my hand from his grip.

“Can you just light the damn fire please” I ask him. He folds his arms across his chest.

“No, sleep in the room”

“It’s fine when the fire is going, please I don’t want to wake Pluto” I tell him climbing in the bed.

“No you’re being stupid, just come upstairs”

“No” I tell him, and he glares at me. I return his glare pissed off, its easy for him to light the damn thing

and he is refusing all because I won’t sleep in the room. He mutters something under his breath before

suddenly turning and walking out.

“Silas!”

“Wake Pluto then” He calls back.

“Fucking stupid ass tree, breaking the wall” I mutter before wriggling down under the blanket and

pulling it over my head to keep warm. The longer the night was the colder it got, the snow wet the ply

wood covering the hole, and even snow managed to get into the room making it like a freezer inside.

My teeth chattering, and I my body shivered freezing. Tossing the blanket off I go to wake Pluto or find

another room, the cooks aren’t here so maybe I can stay in one of their rooms.

Walking out, I go to the one closest to the kitchen next to the stairs, opening the door I stop feeling like

I was invading someone’s privacy, when I notice the pictures on the wall. Closing the door, I look to the

stairs debating whether or not to go climb in bed with him. My teeth chattering so loudly I could hear it.

I walk up the stairs, giving up and not wanting to wake Pluto though I know he wouldn’t mind if I did.

Walking in the lights were off and I look at the fireplace burning in the corner nice and warm. I walk over

to it warming my hands when I hear movement behind me making me look over my shoulder. Silas

tosses the blanket back before tapping the bed and I look back at the fire.

“You would be warmer in here with me once you get over your tantrum” He says, and I roll my eyes Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

pressing my lips into a line. Turning around I climb in the bed he chucks the covers over me and I press

my feet against his bare legs making him jump from how cold they were.

“Bloody freezing” He shrieks making me smile.

“Should have lit the fire then” I tell him. He mumbles something before pulling me closer and rolling me

and pulling my back against his chest.

“Put your feet between my legs till they warm up” He says.

“You have no pants on” I tell him feeling his rod digging into my back.

“How can you even be hard when its freezing, shouldn’t you get shrinkage” I tell him moving away only

for him to pull me back.

“My cock isn’t cold feel free to warm your hands on it” He says with a chuckle. I press my cold feet on

him, and he jumps slightly before opening his legs and I jam them between them letting them warm.

“See isn’t this better than the cold room downstairs?” He asks. I say nothing because it was better but I

didn’t want to admit that to him. The sparks rushing across my skin also warming me. When my feet

warm up I wriggle my feet out before rolling on my back, Silas hand rubbing my belly when he tugs my

hip wanting me to face him.

“What Silas?” I ask when he does it again.

“Nothing I just want you closer” He says, and I roll facing him.

I try and sleep his hand rubbing the side of my belly that was pressed against his rock-hard abdomen.

“Have you picked any names yet?” He asked. My eyes snapping open to find his watching me.

“No and aren’t you planning on taking the baby, so wouldn’t you pick its name” I tell him. I know it was

petty to say, yet his question angered me. His brows furrow and I could feel his confusion through the

bond.

“You still think I would take our son from you?” He asks.

“You think it’s a boy?” I ask.

“I know it is” He says.

“How?”

“Claire told me”

“What else did Claire say?”

“It doesn’t matter, just that it was a boy and Abbie is having a girl” I nod liking the thought of having a

son.

“I won’t take him from you lora, I never should have said that” I nod but not really believing him, he says

that now, but what happens when he gets angry again, he now has the perfect ammunition to hurt me,

use our son against me.

“Don’t think that, I won’t take him from you” He says moving my hair from my face before he pulls me

closer.

“I know you don’t believe me, but you’ll trust me eventually” He says kissing my head before rolling on

his back pulling me closer, I put my head on his chest my hand moving down his abs when he grabs it.

“Probably not a good idea doing that I am uncomfortable enough” He says, and I stop putting my hand

on his chest.

“Sorry” I mutter closing my eyes.

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