Chapter Eighteen

“Are you sure you two have had enough to eat?” Melody, Nikolai’s mate, asked as Castor and Jozette made their way to the front door.

"Yes, I couldn’t eat another bite.”

A flock of dragonlings were trailing their feet, and Castor grinned at how much the young ones seemed to love his mate. That was good, he thought, especially since he guessed she was carrying his young already.

Something he would have to tell her later. Right after he discussed the other thing he’d learned when his brothers were sharing information with him through their Dragons.

“Alright, well, make sure you come back soon. We want to go over plans for the fifth wing,” Fred said with a wink.

“Yes, we shall discuss that,” Castor said, shaking his head.

“What was that about?” Jozette asked as she pulled on her hat and gloves.

It was cold near the water, but Castor did not think he could wait another second to talk to her.