Chapter Five
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Dewi
She had come back to me.
I had felt it the moment she pulled up outside my building, I just hadn’t realised why I had had a sudden burst of happiness in my heart. I had assumed it was because she had gone to see Rhydian. She had cared enough about him at least to make sure he was ok.
That at least one of us could go to him and offer him some comfort. It had given me just the slightest bit of hope in my heart that she might still care, even a little about me. It was that foolish hope I had been clinging to.
Her and my son.
They were the only reason my heart kept beating.
Then she was there, her scent. Limes and brown sugar eveloped me and I blinked back surprise as her form materialised in the reflection in the window I had been staring out of.
Just another daydream of the woman who had left me for another dragon. Who had taken my thawed out heart and ripped it to shreds. Except in my dreams, she didn’t turn away with a sob to bury her face into the chest of another man.
Another dragon.
And not just any other dragon.
Wren.
“Get your hands off my mate” It came out a growl, and that was the moment I knew she was really here. Standing in my doorway and not some warped image my mind had made up to torment me.
Wren backed away, hands up. He didn’t want to fight, that was good. The last time he had bested me but hat was only because I had been too worried about her to concentrate.
My little witch had been the one who stopped him from ripping my throat out and then she had chosen him.
“She has never chosen me Dewi” Wrens voice was sharp, his black eyebrows lowering even more as he studied me. I could feel the weight of them.
“Dewi... I mean David” She stepped forward, just one trembling step and then froze as I manoeuvred the chair to face her.
“Hello Amelia”
I watched the horror slide across her face as she took me in. I wasn’t the dragon she remembered. Hell, I wasn’t even the dragon I remembered any more.
“And its Dewi, always”
The small smile that slid across her face, seemed to warm something deep inside of me.
I had missed her smile. Even a small uncertain one was better than not seeing it at all.
“You.. your face” She took another stumbling step, her hand reaching for my face. The smile was gone, replaced with pity.
I hated seeing it in her eyes as she fell to her knees, her hand reaching for my battered face.
I shied away.
I wanted her to touch me, hell I wanted that more than I wanted to take my next breath but not like this. Not with that guilty look in her eyes.
I couldn’t stand it.
She recoiled from my rejection like I had slapped her. Green eyes swimming with unshed tears.
“Are you… what did they do to you?”
“You look well” I dropped my hand to my lap. If she kept looking at me like that I would have no choice but to touch her. To gather her beautiful body onto my lap and give her the million kisses I had missed out on since she had been gone. But I couldn’t touch her.
I couldn’t.
“Dewi” Her fingers skimmed over the back of my hand and a million jolts of electricity swept through me but it wasn’t that, that had her falling backwards. Her eyes huge as she fell on her butt. It wasn’t even Wrens warning. “Amelia, his dragon”
I knew she had felt it.
The emptiness.
“Dewi” She was crying now, scrambling to put her arms around me as she realised just what she had taken from me and I could do nothing. I couldn’t bring myself to put my arms around her.
“Don’t” I turned my face away.
“Dewi where is your dragon?”
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