Fate brought them together, will destiny tear them apart?

Lord Sylvin of the Silver Dragon has two missions in life, to keep and protect the Lady Yelena of Elliard, and to fill the gaps of his past. To do the first, he trains as a knight with the Fae Kings army, and in their war against the humans, wins honours, titles, and land – but the years apart from Yelena do not come without a cost, and when he returns, it is with a mistake that both holds promise for their future together, and threatens to destroy it.

Mated to The Dragon Lord

　　They followed the cliff away from Erith, the tide pressing in on them and the rain sleeting down on them from above, the sand sucking away from under their feet, and the waves dragging at Natillie’s skirts. More than once she slipped, only for Valirian to catch her, pulling her against the wall of stone, his hand against her stomach or chest holding her firm becoming familiar and reassuring.


　　“Up the cliff,” he yelled above the crash of the waves that sought to pull them into the depths. Natillie was certain that within the thrashing water she could make out tails and reaching arms, the Mer from the deep summoned to the shore in order to claim new human victims.


　　Over their heads was a cave in the rock, and Valirian braced her against the rock whilst his men who carried the barely conscious boys climbed laboriously up, before his eyes met hers. His hand closed around her throat and pulled her towards him, his eyes lighting against the grimace on his face.


Chapter 36