Chapter Fourteen

Lysa

The wall comes into view and right away I sense an attack. I duck down and lay my body across Drake to signal everyone behind me to prepare. I can feel the force of the spells, but Drake moves through the air unfazed as he starts to descend into the first pain city. I sit up just enough to see that we are nearing the ground. Everyone is standing around frozen as we start to sling the papers into the air to float down to the ground. We keep tossing them out along main roads and anywhere that is populated.

The more flyers that are tossed down to the citizens, the less attacks that are cast toward us. By the time we get to the capitols and the castle comes into view, I am in tears. I’m not sad, I’m angry. I’m angry that we have to do this at all. I’m angry that mom was taken from me. My entire life was stolen before I was even born. Innocent people will lose their lives in this war, and the fault lies with Rystar, Isolde, and Aldric.

“ We are landing to make the official declaration of war ,” Drake tells me through our link before he descends toward the castle. It’s a ghost town, but I can feel their presence. As soon as we land, I know they are close. I quickly slip down from Drake’s back, and he immediately shifts. Eyrx and dad shift also but Julianna is sent back to be with Keril and Petra.

I am standing between Drake and Mom. Dad is on her other side and Eyrx is behind her and I. We walk toward the front steps of the castle and mom grabs my hand and squeezes as Rystar, Isolde, and Aldric step out.

“You are not allowed on our land,” Rystar booms.

“The moment you broke the treaty, the land no longer belonged to Thalorin,” Drake says simply.

“You,” Isolde hisses when she notices mom and me. Rystar and Aldric turn their attention to us and anger sweeps over.

“Miss me,” mom says with a sweet smile.

“We don’t want to have to…” Aldric starts to say.

“Have to what?” I snap

“I don’t believe anyone gave you permission to talk, Lysa,” Aldric says with a smirk.

“Permission?” I laugh dry.

“Uh oh,” Eyrx says.

“You do know what that word means, right?” Aldric taunts.

I abruptly cast a spell that acts a force that slams into his chest and takes his breath away. He stumbles back and starts coughing and mom instantly finds Rystar and Isolde’s power as I hit Aldric once more as I restrain him in place with his powers bound. I get right in front of him, and he looks furious .

“As the mate of the dragon king and queen of Vulkara, I am here to make an official declaration of war. You broke the treaty by attacking the king, so therefore you will die, and we will reign over this land. You may choose to stand down now and be spared the torture you deserve or wait to die another day. You’ve committed heinous acts against the citizens of Thalorin and Vulkara. The royal family of Thalorin is being accused of incest, rape, rape of a child, child neglect, and much… much more. Vulkara does not stand for this, so we will put an end to it and you. There will be no treaty. There will be no mercy… You three and anyone who stands to support you will die for what you did to me… to my mother. The county of Thalorin will cease to exist. You better pray to the gods to have mercy on your souls because I won’t.”

I take a few steps back and smile at the look or horror on their faces. Drake shifts and I climb up to sit before the others shift as well. I keep the spell in place to prevent attacks even as we take flight. Once we are high enough, I release them and lay across Drake’s back to rest.

“ I am so proud of you, Little Flame,” Drake says through out mindlink.

I startle when a falling sensation forces me away. “Oh Gods!” I gasp but settle when Eyrx is holding me.

“You did great,” he says happily as he sets me on my feet.

“Everything was okay on the way out?” I ask .

“Yeah. No attacks on the way out. Everything was smooth,” he says as Drake kneads my shoulders.

“Mmm,” I groan and drop my head forward. “That’s nice.”

“Let’s get you changed,” Drake says before kissing my shoulder. I nod and we go to the tent. Julianna stays to sit by the fire, and I feel less drained when it’s just the three of us.

“How’s mom?” I ask.

“Reliving her trauma,” Eyrx says. “Your dad is making her rest.”

“And Juli? I noticed she didn’t come in here.”

“She’s pretty quiet since you spoke to Aldric. She shut her mindlink down so no one can get through to her,” Drake says.

“Well, I hope I didn’t do…”

“You didn’t,” Eyrx says, kissing me to shut me up. Drake starts to take off my armor and it’s a relief. I can sense what they are going to do, and I want this experience for just the three of us. Maybe it’s wrong, but I cast a spell to keep the door secure and prevent anyone from coming in. I feel safer with it locked.

When I am naked, Drake and Eyrx stay back from me and undress. My eyes dart back and forth to look at both of them. They’re both so damn handsome. I feel truly blessed to have two amazing mates. They said my bond with Eyrx wouldn’t be as strong, but I feel no difference between them today. I couldn’t choose one over the other even if I had to. They’re both my mates.

“Go ahead,” Drake says to Eyrx.

“You sure?” Eyrx asks, raising an eyebrow at him .

“Mhmm. I am finding peace in this. Plus, I am fond of watching and feeling her pleasure first,” Drake remarks with a reassuring smile.

“Does this mean… I help get you off?” Eyrx asks with a grin.

“I suppose so,” Drake laughs. “Go on. Go fuck our girl.”

Eyrx smiles and starts to shift in front of me. “Gods, I think I might want to change my mind,” I say when he huffs and steps toward me.

“ Too late, witch ,” Eyrx says through a mind link. I gasp and smile brightly when I realize this has set in.

“I can hear you,” I reply. Instead of answering, he swipes at my feet. He pulls my legs out from under me, and I fall flat on my back. I gasp and dramatically arch off the floor with my head tipped back when he pushes his tongue into my pussy. It fills me perfectly and every movement sends jolts of pleasure through my body. He starts to fuck me with his tongue and it’s like heaven. He pins me in place and goes harder and harder until everything finally breaks and I scream as my come floods out of me.

I am hardly down from that high when I feel him press against me. I can’t move a muscle the way he has me held down so when he slowly starts to fill me with his destructively large cocks, all I can do is scream as the feeling tears through me. It feels as though he is ripping me in half, but it’s amazing. It’s absolutely incredible the way my body adapts to take him.

“Oh, Gods. Too big. Fuck, you’re too big,” I cry out as he starts to fuck me harder and deeper. My pussy and ass are stretched well past the capabilities, but it feels so fucking good. This is how I want to die. I want both my mates to be buried inside of me, fucking the last breath from my body.

Eyrx starts to push deeper, and my moans turn to screams when I realize I wasn’t taking all of him. He was warming me up. My orgasms feel like fire, and I desperately want to be destroyed by the flames. He growls and huffs as he fucks me harder and I don’t recognize any of the sounds I’m making.

“ Open your eyes, Little Flame, ” Eyrx says through our mind link. I do as he asks, and I see that I have patches on my body of black and magenta scales. My hair has turned a deep shade of pink, and I smile.

“Fuck, you’re huge,” I groan as I watch him fuck me. My eyes roll back when he starts to go faster again. His movements become frenzied, and I can feel his approaching orgasm. Pain ripples through me when his barbs dig in deep. When he finally explodes and starts filling me with come, I can feel every drop as it enters me with enough force that I am suddenly thrust into a mind-numbing orgasm my body tightens, and my scream is silent. He was so deep in my belly that when he pulls out, there is a throbbing ache left in the void he created.

“Fuck,” I say loudly.

“What are you thinking,” Drake asks as he circles me. I can feel the massive amount of come inside of me and leaking out. I still have a full feeling lingering beyond the void and I suspect the come filling me has a lot to do with it.

“Dragons come a lot,” I say and both men chuckle. “I have pink hair. ”

“You do,” he says.

“I like partially shifting,” I say. “I’m beautiful.”

“You’re always beautiful, Lysa,” he says.

I open my eyes and watch as he shifts. I groan and roll to my belly to make myself more comfortable as I get railed again. I have my knees under me and my chest on the floor so my ass I up in the air. Drake towers over me as he approaches. His breath is hot as he huffs and smoke swirls around me. I expect him to just slam into me, but he wraps his claws around me and lifts me from the ground.

“ My pretty little fuck toy,” Drake says through our link. He has me wrapped in such a way that my arms and knees are pinned to my chest. I am still dripping with Eyrx’s come but I don’t mind. I’m about to be turned into a full-sized pocket pussy and it’s the most erotic thing I have experienced thus far. He slowly pushes me down on his cocks and forces every brutal inch inside of me. I don’t know where it goes or how fits, but I moan helplessly as he moves me up and down on his cock. I am entirely at his mercy as he moves faster stroking himself with my body.

“Fuck,” I scream when he slams me down on him with so much force that he holds me tighter to keep me in his grip. He growls and snarls as he quickens his pace and forces me to take him impossibly fast. The first orgasm forces my arousal to gush out of me, but it only encourages Drake’s speed. I am delirious and nearly disassociated as he violently fucks me. He keeps his claws banded around my body, rendering me nothing but his fuck toy to use abuse until he is done with me. My cunt and ass are overused, but completely satisfied. I could die right now, and heaven would feel just like this .

When he starts to come, the force behind it is like an explosion detonating in my belly. Drake roars as he pushes as deep as possible and comes. A mixture of Drake and Eyrx’s come drips out from around his cock and the world starts to darken. I am limp in his arms still as he shifts back and cradles me against his chest.

I am hardly conscious, and my attention is fading, but I’m aware that I did not fully shift. I can feel them cleaning me before I am dressed and laid to curl up in Drake’s lap. I can feel the cool air on my face, and I know we are outside.

“She didn’t shift?” Julianna asks quietly.

“No,” Drake says. “Her hair was a bright magenta color. She had scales on most of her body, but she never shifted.”

“I was talking with one of the elders, Sinzar, and he said when he was a little boy, there was a woman who was a hybrid witch. She wasn’t able to fully shift either,” Salvor says. “That woman was the last known hybrid witch too. That was nearly half of a century ago.”

“Five hundred years ago, the treaty was placed,” Eyrx says. “Does that have anything to do with it?”

“Honestly… it might. Sinzar says that hybrid witches are thought to be born in times of crisis. They’re stronger and adapt better. It sounds like it’s nature’s way of trying to restore peace,” Salvor says. “The last one brought the peace treaty. She was mated to the dragon king also. The ones before her line of with catastrophic events and they were mated to a leader.”

“That does make sense,” Drake says. “Mom was a hybrid, but she could shift. Hybrids are not rare, but uncommon because of the separation in species. Now that everyone will come together, they will become more common.”

“What purpose do I serve partially shifted?” I mumble.

“I would be willing to bet that your spells are much stronger that way,” Salvor says.

“Did you feel any pain at all?” Drake asks. “Even if it was enjoyable pain?”

“No. Just felt really fucking good,” I answer and sit up in his lap.

“I think she might be resistant to attacks in that state,” Drake says. “We were not gentle, and both used barbs, but it never fazed her.”

“Stand up,” mom says.

“Alright,” I shrug and stand up.

“Try to shift,” she says.

“How?” I ask Drake.

“Just picture yourself that way. It will come naturally,” he says. I close my eyes and imagine myself as they described, and I can feel the shift in my body. I smile and open my eyes to see that I am covered in scales and my hair has shifted too.

“Okay,” Mom says with a smile. “I’m going to do a few things. Tell me what you feel.”

“Okay,” I say simply.

When she casts the first spell, I feel nothing. She does another and I feel a little more. “It’s just like wind,” I say.

“That’s it?” she asks, and I nod. She does it again and the wind is a little strong. She keeps doing it over and over, but all I feel is the same level of wind.

“I’m getting bored,” I say .

“Lysa, the spell I did should have knocked you clear across this field,” she says. “What about this…”

The next spell she casts feels like a slight pin prick to my shin. When I don’t react, I feel it on my palm, and then my chest. “Feels like I’m getting poked with a needle, but slightly.”

“That should have mimicked being stabbed, Lysa,” she says.

“Why the fuck did you stab me in the shin?” I ask, laughing.

“Better question. Why can’t you feel it?” she asks.

“Do something stronger,” Salvor says.

“I’d prefer to not kill my daughter, Salvor,” she says.

“She’s resistant to magical attacks,” Salvor says. “Trust me and do something stronger. She needs to know the feeling.”

“Go ahead. Kill me, Mom,” I say with a grin. She sighs heavily before closing her eyes to focus. This time, she mutters something under her breath and opens her eyes. I feel a flush of heat in my chest, but it disappears quickly.

“Just heat in my chest. Went away fast,” I say.

“What was it?” Dad asks.

“The spell should have essentially cremated her from the inside out,” Mom says quietly.

“So?” Drake asks Salvor.

“She’s resistant to magical attacks when shifted. This is her fully shifted,” Salvor says with a smile. “Let me see your hand, dear.”

I extend my hand, and he takes it into his. Drake and Eyrx growl when he produces a knife. “Salvor,” Drake says with a warning.

Salvor winks at me before slicing into my hand. Dad steps in front of them before they can lunge at him, but I am distracted by the blood flooding out of my hand. It doesn’t hurt. “It’s like prickles,” I tell him as we watch the cut in my hand seal up and disappear. He wipes my hand with a cloth and grins.

“Not even a scar,” he says. Drake frowns deeply at him before grabbing my hand to see for himself.

“That’s insane,” he says quietly.

“We need to know what something more severe will do,” Salvor says.

“No,” Eyrx booms.

“Relax,” Salvor laughs. “Unika can help so if it gets hairy, we can stop the bleeding before it does anything too bad.”

“Go on then,” I say.

“I’ll open a main artery to see how you handle mass blood loss,” he says.

“What the fuck, Salvor,” Drake sighs.

“Should I lay down?” I ask him.

“That would be good,” he smiles. I lay in the grass, and he kneels beside me with the knife in hand. “Close your eyes and take a deep breath.”

I do as he says, and I feel slightly more pressure as he cuts into the side of my neck. My eyes fly open, and I start to panic. He lays his hand on my forehead, and Mom is beside me now.

“She’s not healing. Stop it now,” Drake demands. Salvor ignores him and keeps focused on me.

“Help her, Salvor,” Eyrx shouts at him.

“She’s okay,” Mom says softly .

I start to feel the prickles and I relax. My breathing evens out and the feeling of my blood escaping stops. “That felt weird,” I say. “No pain. Just pressure.”

“You are a bit slower with healing fatal wounds, but it reduces the severity right away,” he says.

“So, avoid the severe physical attacks?” I ask.

“Yes. You’ll heal but you probably cannot take multiple fatal wounds in a row,” he says as he helps me stand. He goes to say something else, but I snap my head in the direction of the wide-open and pitch-black dark field that leads to the Thalorin wall.

“What?” Drake asks.

“Someone is coming,” I say.

“Are you…”

“Someone is coming,” I repeat. I can sense their presence getting closer. I can sense everyone around us, but there’s someone new.

Mom and I cast a spell to send beams of light from our hand so when we raise it, we can see a small group walking toward us. Everyone is instantly on high alert as they stage to protect the wall. Julianna moves back and disappears while I stay between Drake and Eyrx. Mom and Dad are also with us. We have two shifted soldiers with us and the group comes into view so we can shut the lights off. I stay shifted because I feel safer this way.

“We mean peace,” a woman calls out. “We won’t attack.”

“Name,” Drake demands .

“Iliam Jakar,” she says. “I was voted as the representative to come and speak with the king and queen.” When she gets to us, she and the two others go to their knees to bow.

“You can stand,” I say simply. When they do, I step close and shake her hand. I instantly trust her but I don’t know why.

“What is it?” Eyrx asks.

“She’s trustworthy,” I say. “I can sense that she wants peace.”

“What do you want?” Drake asks.

“The citizens of Thalorin are deeply appreciative of the offer for Vulkara to take us in. We have come together since the royal family has disappeared. We voted to send all of the elderly and children to safety, with the rest of us choosing to stay.”

“Why?” Drake asks.

“To put it simply, we want justice,” she says. “For hundreds of years, we have been kept in absolute poverty while the royal family has invested all of their time and resources into making themselves more powerful in an attempt to not be dependent on the citizens to produce and provide for them. The laws are made to allow anyone to be punished for any reason, up to and including death. We are tired of watching innocent people die at the hands of the military and starvation. We are kept in a state where our powers are weak due to malnutrition, so we have no way to fight back. The papers that were dumped in our streets made us realize that we should be fighting until the very end. If we die, at least we will be fighting for a better life. The cruelty that Queen Lysa and her biological mother endured at the hands of the royal family should be punishable by death. ”

“What is your plan?” I ask.

“We rise against the royal family and help capture them,” she says.

“What resources do you need?” Drake asks bluntly.

“Nothing,” she says. “Opening your country to provide us with a safe place is resource enough. We will handle our farming.”

“No,” Drake says. “What do you need.”

“We… have nothing, Your Highness,” she says quietly. “Over the course of the day, we have lost our crops, and the livestock is starting to die off. Everyone is afraid to drink the water in fear of it being tainted.”

“Lysa?” Drake asks me, wanting my opinion.

“Evacuate everyone to the neutral zone immediately,” I say. “We can have resources here and we can take time to allow them to gain strength and get to know our soldiers. If they’re going to fight side-by-side, they should know that they can trust one another, and then everyone is fighting for the same peace. We make our presence in the neutral zone loud and well-known. We make our intentions clear and unmistakable so that they are deterred from attacking. They’ll stay held up for a little while but as soon as we can, we move.”

“Keril, get resources here to support for an extended period of time,” Drake says. “I want it here by first light, so flying will be faster.”

“Yes sir,” Keril says.

“Iliam, evacuate your people immediately. Children and elderly first,” Drake says. “I will send a group with you so that they can be flown back.”

“Thank you so much, Your Highness,” she says, bowing to only Drake.

“Just call me Drake,” he says with a softer tone. “Understand that with you representing them, that means you are a noble. I will look to you first, so I would advise you to get a handful of trusted people to act as your group leaders. When in combat, you don’t want to be tied to one place. You need for everyone to be able to act independently and simply report back to you.”

“Yes sir,” she smiles sweetly. “We appreciate you so much.”

“It’s not me you should thank,” he says firmly. “Lysa is your queen, and she stands as my equal and my only mate. She is the one who is gracious enough to provide you with the support that you need. I didn’t make that decision.”

“Of course,” she says turning and bowing to me. “Thank you, my queen.”

“Do what needs to be done. Get me a final number of refugees as well as the remaining number staying to fight when you return,” I say.

“Yes ma’am,” she says. “Will you or the king be joining us?”

“No,” Drake says. “The queen will be resting, and her second mate and I will be with her. You are dismissed, Ilium.”

I turn to Drake, and he smirks at me. “I know she didn’t just flirt with the king right in front of me,” I say flatly.

“Jealous, Little Flame?” he asks sweetly.

“Do I need to be?” I retort hatefully .

Drake narrows his eyes and grabs my face so I cannot look away. “Are you doubting my loyalty, Lysa? Do I need to remind you exactly who the fuck you belong to?”

“I know who I belong to. Who do you belong to?” I ask simply.

“You, my love,” he says softly.

“Good. I’d hate to have to remind you,” I say as I shift back.

“Oh?” he asks.

“Mhmm,” I smile. “Let’s go to bed.”

“Okay,” he chuckles.

“Where is Julianna?” I ask.

“I think she went to bed,” Mom says. “She put up another tent a few minutes ago.”

“What?” I ask. “Why?”

“I’m going to go talk to her and I’ll join you two in a bit,” Eyrx says before kissing me.

“Okay,” I sigh.