Chapter Seven

Drakarus

Mate. She’s my mate. Why did he take her away from me? I gasp and sit up and anger suddenly floods me. “Drake,” Eyrx says with wide eyes. I abruptly grab him by the front of his shirt and throw him across the room and into a wall.

“Drake!” Julianna shouts at me. She grabs my wrist, but I pull away from her and shove Eyrx back to the floor when he goes to get up.

“You nearly killed her,” I scream at him. “She told you the truth, and you tried to fucking kill her. What is wrong with you?”

“Drakarus… I… you heard that?” he asks.

“Yes, I heard that, asshole. I heard everything. You two fought all fucking week and Julianna was the one being compassionate for a change,” I scold him as he stands. I push him back into a wall to get in his face. I’m slightly about confused how we are in my room when we were just in the ceremonial hall. “Where is she? Where did you take her? ”

“To the dungeon. She marked you Drake,” he frowns.

“She’s my mate, you idiot!” I scream at him.

“Fuck, that’s why I’ve been protective of her,” Julianna says with a sigh. “I am instinctively drawn to protect the queen.”

“How long? How long has she been in the dungeon?” I demand.

“A few hours. You were moved back here,” Eyrx says.

“If anyone has harmed my mate, I will have your fucking head for it,” I growl at him.

“Drake, I’m so sorry,” he says carefully.

I resist the urge to put his head through the wall and turn around to leave the room. “Drake,” Julianna says, stepping in front of me.

“Move,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Don’t hurt your mate, Drake. Don’t put all your anger into her,” she says.

“She is my mate. I can do as I please,” I say as I push past her and storm off to the dungeon.

I find her curled up in a cell, but I take a second to look at her in the dark before ripping the door open. The chains clatter to the floor and she doesn’t even flinch. She has long brown hair and a small-framed body. She is much smaller than I am, but it won’t stop me from taking what’s mine.