The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(102)

I handed Marcus the clothes he’d found in the lodge and he quickly put them on. Nothing very attractive but at least he wasn’t naked anymore. I stepped up to her door and gave it a knock.

“Coming,” I heard a man say from within the farmhouse.

I waited anxiously only to be greeted with a familiar face. Tyson stood in front of me, his plain face staring me down with a wicked smile.

“You’re a hard one to track down. At least that’s what Devon tells me. You remember Devon, right?” he said.

I turned around and saw Marcus with an expression of anger like I had never seen on his face before.

“I thought I killed you.” Marcus said.

“I’m tougher than I look. You got quite close though, Cousin.” Tyson replied.

“You know each other?” I said.

They glared at each other, and I tried my hardest to avoid meeting either of their gazes.

“Tyson killed my first wife with dragon fire. I tore his throat out but he’s still talking.”

“You know Marcus; dragons are more resilient than you think. Give back Emily, I found her first. She’ll give me a son that I can pass on my legacy with. She can mate with dragons; she can revive our kind on the brink of near extinction. I’ve been looking for so long. Give her to me and you’ll never hear from me again.”

Marcus bared his teeth in rage.

“She can’t give you a son if she’s already pregnant with my child.” Marcus replied through clenched teeth.

Tyson paused for a moment and looked on in shock. I took a couple steps back as Tyson stared at me.

“Is it true?” he asked.

I couldn’t do anything but nod in affirmation.

“You mated with this trash? I should kill you too. Marcus, you touched my property and I will end you.”

Marcus shifted into his dragon form. “Come and try!”

Before my eyes, Tyson shifted for the first time. A great black scaled beast with fire lighting its eyes and a bunch of scales misplaced on his neck. Tyson reared back and took a deep breath and Marcus began to flee.

In my fear, I kept a hand on the knife that Marcus gave me. I saw the two of them fly into the sky bobbing and weaving. Marcus flew in and bit at Tyson tearing chunks out of his back. But, Tyson breathed fire.

Even from so far away, I could feel the intensity of the flames, their volcanic strength melting the snow on the ground around me. I ducked into the house to gain at least a little cover. It was in there that I saw my friend June, or at least I thought it was June. In the kitchen on the ground lay a body scorched head to toe. I sputtered out a tear.

Just then Marcus crashed through the living room. I could make out blood seeping beneath his scales. I walked closer still, moving past his tail and stepping over his leg.

“Marcus, Get up!” I screamed, “You have to win!”

He startled a bit and pulled himself up on his arms.

It was then that I felt Tyson grab me from behind, a human Tyson. He ran his hand along my hip and I hadn’t felt so disgusted in my life. I pushed back my emotions and stood as still as I could, hoping he would leave me alone.

“Marcus, you can die happy that I won’t have your disgusting progeny killed. There are too few of us left for me to get rid of your child. But, just know that it’ll be raised by me. And, I’ll be the one pleasing Emily from now on. She’ll be the mother to the next generation of dragon shifters. Say goodbye, Emily.”

I removed the knife from its sheathe and plunged it into Tyson as hard as I could before tumbling away from him. I heard him wince in pain from the stab wound in his side.

Marcus reared his head back and inhaled deeply, I could see Tyson’s eyes go incredibly wide as Marcus breathed a gout of flame. It surrounded Tyson’s entire form, burning so hot there was no time for a scream. Within a moment, all that remained of Tyson was ash and dust.

I ran to Marcus and hugged him around the neck tightly as he reverted back to being a human.

“Marcus, I love you,” I whispered in his ear.

He smiled and laughed. “Is that all I had to do to get you to admit it?”

Despite his injuries I could help but punch him in the arm again as hard as I could. He moaned in pain but didn’t stop his painful laughter. I pulled myself into a nearby chair and sighed.

“Now what are we going to do?” I said, thinking out loud.

Marcus lied still, staring out the hole in the ceiling at the now rising sun.

“I think I have an idea.”





6.

The snow was thicker here than I was used to. Marcus never really told me exactly where we were going but now we stood in front of another cabin in the middle of nowhere.

“We’re in Iceland.” Marcus said.

The cabin door sprung open and a man with a kind face greeted Marcus with a large hug. The two of them embraced for a long moment before turning to me and giving me a hug about the same.

“Brother! What brings you to Iceland?” shouted the man boisterously.

Marcus shot me a repentant look before replying.

“I wanted you to meet my new wife, the woman bearing my child, Emily. We’re hoping we can stay here for a while?”

The man shot a couple glances at both of us, smiled a smile so broad I thought it might fall off his face and replied.

“There’s plenty of room for family.”