answering the demi god not only
affected the mad dragon but also Kayne as he barked with laughter, “Wish I
could. Sorry to interrupt the fun, but Rian is about to have a cow and I’m not
a bovine midwife. So put on some clothes and I’ll be on the front porch.” He
paused and then added, “If it helps, I brought bagels.”
Only the feel of Calysta’s contained laughter as she moved
against his body kept Maddox from jumping out of bed, heading down the stairs,
and strangling one of his oldest and best friends with his bare hands. Exhaling
a long suffering groan, he kissed Calysta’s forehead and asked, “Are you
absolutely sure we can’t live on my mountain?”
Still giggling, his little witch pulled back until he could
see her eyes and shook her head then answered out loud, “No, we cannot. I know
they are pains in the butt but they are our pains in the butt and whether
you’ll ever admit it or not, you love them.” She leaned forward, gave him a
quick kiss, and then said, “Now, get a quick shower. I’ll go make another pot
of coffee and let Kayne in then I can shower while y’all call Drago.”
He knew she was right but it still pissed him off. Life was
so much easier as a recluse. Pulling Calysta back to his chest, he kissed her
soundly then crawled out of bed and made his way to the shower, grumbling about
stupid brethren and the glory of his mountain.
Just wait till that SOB gets a mate of his own. Paybacks
are a bitch…
Chapter Seven
Stomping down the stairs with his hair still wet and his
t-shirt in his hand, Maddox was trying to decide between punching Kayne in the
mouth or the stomach when he heard the low rumble of the demi god’s voice and
Calysta’s answering chuckle. Turning the corner, he stepped into the kitchen
and growled, “Thought you were staying on the porch?”
“Maddox,” Calysta chastised, then to only him she said, “where
is my sweet lover from a few minutes ago?” before kissing him on the cheek
and handing him a mug of coffee.
“Scared away by the likes of him,” he answered,
glaring at Kayne.
“Nice to see you, too, Maddox,” the demi god snickered then
pointing to the bagels said, “Have something to eat. Maybe it will help your
nasty disposition.”
“Maybe I’d rather kick your ass,” the mad dragon challenged,
holding on to his fraying temper by a thin, tight wire.
Throwing his hands in the air in surrender, Kayne
apologized, “I really am sorry for interrupting,” he waggled his eyebrows, “but
Rian is seriously ready to bust a gut and for some reason thinks you and I have
to be the ones to call the ol’ Assassin home.”
Grumbling to himself as Calysta kissed his cheek and excused
herself to shower and get ready for the day, Maddox scoffed, “Ri just doesn’t
want to get yelled at. I oughta call over there and give him a piece…”
Interrupted by Kayne’s laughter, Maddox downed the rest of
his coffee, placed his mug on the breakfast bar, and headed towards the patio,
hollering over his shoulder, “You comin’ or ya’ gonna sit there all day feedin’
your face?”
Sliding open the glass doors and stepping onto his redwood
deck, the mad dragon took a long deep breath of fresh air before taking a seat.
He knew he was being obstinate, probably even cantankerous, but he really
didn’t care. He didn’t like to be interrupted at the best of times and Kayne’s
disruption had come at the worst possible moment. Still irritated, he growled
when the demi god set his own fresh mug of coffee on the table between the
patio chairs and munched away happily on yet another bagel. The thought of
knocking the bagel out of his hand crossed Maddox’s mind mere seconds before
Calysta purred through their unique link, “Play nice and I’ll give you your
reward later.”
Smiling despite himself, Maddox watched a replay of a few of
their finer moments from earlier that morning as his little witch shared them
with him. His anger melted away as his
affected the mad dragon but also Kayne as he barked with laughter, “Wish I
could. Sorry to interrupt the fun, but Rian is about to have a cow and I’m not
a bovine midwife. So put on some clothes and I’ll be on the front porch.” He
paused and then added, “If it helps, I brought bagels.”
Only the feel of Calysta’s contained laughter as she moved
against his body kept Maddox from jumping out of bed, heading down the stairs,
and strangling one of his oldest and best friends with his bare hands. Exhaling
a long suffering groan, he kissed Calysta’s forehead and asked, “Are you
absolutely sure we can’t live on my mountain?”
Still giggling, his little witch pulled back until he could
see her eyes and shook her head then answered out loud, “No, we cannot. I know
they are pains in the butt but they are our pains in the butt and whether
you’ll ever admit it or not, you love them.” She leaned forward, gave him a
quick kiss, and then said, “Now, get a quick shower. I’ll go make another pot
of coffee and let Kayne in then I can shower while y’all call Drago.”
He knew she was right but it still pissed him off. Life was
so much easier as a recluse. Pulling Calysta back to his chest, he kissed her
soundly then crawled out of bed and made his way to the shower, grumbling about
stupid brethren and the glory of his mountain.
Just wait till that SOB gets a mate of his own. Paybacks
are a bitch…
Chapter Seven
Stomping down the stairs with his hair still wet and his
t-shirt in his hand, Maddox was trying to decide between punching Kayne in the
mouth or the stomach when he heard the low rumble of the demi god’s voice and
Calysta’s answering chuckle. Turning the corner, he stepped into the kitchen
and growled, “Thought you were staying on the porch?”
“Maddox,” Calysta chastised, then to only him she said, “where
is my sweet lover from a few minutes ago?” before kissing him on the cheek
and handing him a mug of coffee.
“Scared away by the likes of him,” he answered,
glaring at Kayne.
“Nice to see you, too, Maddox,” the demi god snickered then
pointing to the bagels said, “Have something to eat. Maybe it will help your
nasty disposition.”
“Maybe I’d rather kick your ass,” the mad dragon challenged,
holding on to his fraying temper by a thin, tight wire.
Throwing his hands in the air in surrender, Kayne
apologized, “I really am sorry for interrupting,” he waggled his eyebrows, “but
Rian is seriously ready to bust a gut and for some reason thinks you and I have
to be the ones to call the ol’ Assassin home.”
Grumbling to himself as Calysta kissed his cheek and excused
herself to shower and get ready for the day, Maddox scoffed, “Ri just doesn’t
want to get yelled at. I oughta call over there and give him a piece…”
Interrupted by Kayne’s laughter, Maddox downed the rest of
his coffee, placed his mug on the breakfast bar, and headed towards the patio,
hollering over his shoulder, “You comin’ or ya’ gonna sit there all day feedin’
your face?”
Sliding open the glass doors and stepping onto his redwood
deck, the mad dragon took a long deep breath of fresh air before taking a seat.
He knew he was being obstinate, probably even cantankerous, but he really
didn’t care. He didn’t like to be interrupted at the best of times and Kayne’s
disruption had come at the worst possible moment. Still irritated, he growled
when the demi god set his own fresh mug of coffee on the table between the
patio chairs and munched away happily on yet another bagel. The thought of
knocking the bagel out of his hand crossed Maddox’s mind mere seconds before
Calysta purred through their unique link, “Play nice and I’ll give you your
reward later.”
Smiling despite himself, Maddox watched a replay of a few of
their finer moments from earlier that morning as his little witch shared them
with him. His anger melted away as his
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