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

　　The water of the pool was faintly chalky on the tongue and held the scent of rock and minerals, but its temperature was mild, neither cold nor warm. The effect of the light falling within the cavern, and Sylvin’s glowing ball of light, cast a green-blue tinge into the water and the strands of his hair picked up the colour as it spread into the water. He waded in until the depth was sufficient to swim, stroking out in a delicious display of shifting muscle, before turning in the water and dipping his head back to wet his hair thoroughly.


　　Yelena followed, drawn in by his beauty, and he caught her against him. The slide of his wet skin against hers made her crave him with a violent passion that demanded sating. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his hands closed on her arse, and stroked her hands over his forehead, pushing back the clinging silk of his hair and revealing the strong bones of his face.


Chapter 62