Dragos Takes a Holiday (Elder Races #6.5)

Absorbed in looking at the photos, she said, “What I want to know is, why don’t we have a private island?”
She had meant to be facetious, but Dragos’s expression turned thoughtful. “Good question. I’ll have to look into that.

After a while he looked around the cage. No blanket. No food. No bunny. He heaved a big sigh and pushed at the door of the cage. When the lock sprang open, he walked out.

A tail trailed the floor behind him. He reached for it with one forepaw, tugged the end and his butt wagged. The tail was attached to him.

Blowing out a breath, she glanced down at Liam. He lifted his head and smiled at her. Good God, look at those teeth.

Daddy had said No, but that had happened quite a while ago. Surely by now No had turned into a Yes. In fact, he was all but certain of it.

Daddy said, “I’m not sure either you or I own that treasure anymore.”
Liam clutched as many coins as he could in both paws and hugged them to his chest as he gave his parents his best, sunniest smile.

Do gargoyles really take their babies on flights?”
“Every chance we get.” Hugh grinned. “In some clans, the parents toss ‘em off a cliff.”
She shuddered. “And there for a while I thought we were the worst parents ever.

Dragos asked, “What on earth is that?”
“It’s a vegan harvest roast.”
He shook his head. “I’m sorry, lover, someone should have taught you this by now. The word ‘vegan’ and ‘roast’ do not go together in the same sentence.

Dragos had a short temper at the best of times. Now he was liable to bite somebody’s head off if they looked at him funny.

Dragos strode into the kitchen and looked at her and Liam. “If people caught sight of him in his Wyr form, it would start a riot, and we would never get out of here.

Eva. “Hugh swore he checked the room when he put Liam down for a nap, even though nobody had been in there since you got him up this morning. I swear to you, the house was locked up tight.”
Pia’s head came up. “Oh, shit.

Get out,” Dragos said. The dragon was in his voice.
Except for the Light Fae male, all the customers rushed for the door.

How soon could you be ready to go?”
She tilted her head, and her smile turned into a grin. “Is fifteen minutes soon enough?”
“Really. Fifteen minutes.” His gold eyes narrowed suddenly. “Those books. That conversation. You little Machiavellian, you set me up.

I sure love to dance.”
“Don’t you love to dance with me?”
“What a talent you have for asking loaded questions.

I thought if I could interest you in some treasure hunting, it would be a good way for you to stop and smell the roses – or, in your case, search for some shiny sparklies.

Liam couldn’t stand it any longer. He wriggled to get out of Mommy’s arms. As she bent to let him go, he scrambled over to the suitcase as fast as he could and dove into the gold coins. Picking up one coin after the other, he stared at them in complete fascination. Feeling giddy, he rolled around him. These were the best toys ever.

Liam’s bunny was one of those things Dragos didn’t understand. The stuffed toy was floppy, super soft and had big, dark eyes. Liam adored it, although Dragos wasn’t quite sure why. In real life, a bunny that size would barely make an appetizer.

Liam was starting to feel sorry for himself. It had been a strange and interesting day and he had learned a lot. He had flown! Well, a little bit, anyway. And lizard’s tails were delicious.

Mommy set the phone aside as Liam whined and plucked at her shirt. “Are you hungry?” she asked gently. He nodded. “I can’t nurse you when you’re like this, sweetheart, not with all of those razor-sharp teeth.”
That was the saddest thing he had ever heard in his whole life. He lifted his head and looked at her, grief stricken.

Nobody threatens my family and lives.” The dragon’s deep voice rolled over the waves like thunder. “Nobody.

Pia. “Maybe I’m being paranoid.”
“Paranoid is a lot better than stupid, sugar.” Eva.

So that’s it.”
“Pretty much.” He closed his eyes. “Unless you let me kill him.

That wreck, and everything on it, is mine. You made a big mistake, and not a healthy one for either you or your pretty companion.”
Pia heaved a sigh. He did not just say that, did he? To Dragos, of all people.

The plot thickens…I didn’t even know we had a plot on this trip.

Thunderclouds gathered in his violet eyes. He growled. A thoroughly annoyed baby dragon was quite a sight. Her face compressed, and she bit both of her lips. She would not laugh.

Wait a minute.” Daddy sounded amused. “What do you mean ‘we’? I thought this was my treasure.”
“Technically, I don’t think that’s possible anymore.” Mommy sounded smug. “We’re mated, married, and as I just realized the other day, we have no prenup.

We defeated the Dark Fae King. We can cope with one precocious child.

We’re going to need a bigger skyscraper.” She rubbed her eyes with a thumb and forefinger. “Part of me can’t believe I just said that.

You know what’s going to happen if we find him. He’s going to be an asshole, and Dragos, you can’t kill him just because he’s an asshole. You’re not Lord of these islands.

You sure you weren’t too clever for him?” Eva asked. “Don’t get me wrong, I know he’s bright. He’s Lord of the Wyr and all, but he is still just a man.