Date: Mon, 18 Jul 2022 12:38:17 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 58: Introductions

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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 58: Introductions
by Tripp Savidge

*   Scene 1   *

Skye watched Corbin step through the portal. The image of the palace
garden shimmered and then Chaz followed. He glanced at Mica, who gave a
nod letting him know he and Garrett could follow. Mica would be the last
one through after everyone else had crossed.

Garrett squeezed Skye's hand, reassuring him as they stepped forward. He
hadn't thought about it at the time he'd suggested the location for the
portal, but the bridge and torii gate worked well and were wide enough
for two people to enter at once.

A tingle passed through his body from the magic. Skye steeled himself and
kept his shields up so he wouldn't be bombarded as he was the last time.
They stepped onto the bridge and moved forward to allow room for the
others to follow.

"Welcome home," Kleitos greeted them with a smile.

No klaxons, sirens, or glaring spotlights this time. Just the nighttime
sounds that should have been there and the low-level lighting that
illuminated the garden paths. Skye didn't hesitate before stepping into
Kleitos's arms and hugging him tightly. **Missed you.**

"Glad you're back. Once you greet the others, I have things to go over
with you to help prepare the new wing-mates. And to warn you, HealthCorps
is demanding some extra precautions." Kleitos stepped back and then
pulled his brother into a hug. "I won't admit it if you tell anyone else,
but I missed you too, big brother."

Garrett chortled, but Skye felt the love and appreciation through their
bond. He saw Braden, Beck, and Kwill behind Kleitos.

"Everything okay?" Skye asked as he pulled Braden into his arms.

"As well as can be expected. I'm not going to overwhelm you with all the
updates right now. We'll just focus on what you need to know tonight."

**You can lower your shields, I've got you. The wing knew you were
returning and promised to give you some peace,** Kwill sent.

Skye could feel some of the tension drain away as his bond with Kwill and
the other wing-mates solidified. Soon they'd all be on the same side of
the veil. He hadn't realized how comforting his connection to Kwill was
until it was restored. And yet, there was something else, a pull and a
bit of vertigo that made his stomach complain.

Kwill's mental laugh sounded in Skye's mind. **Glad to be appreciated,
but if you must know, it's even more of a relief to me. I guess we don't
understand what we have until we've lost it, and I can say that I don't
ever plan on letting you out of range again.**

Skye tried to ignore the queasy feeling and push onward. **Then you'll be
glad to know you're welcome in Underhill. The barrier you encountered is
a series of spells the elves cast around the fae lands and have nothing
to do with being able to cross over into Underhill.** Skye felt Kwill's
responding trepidation, but others were joining him, and there was
nothing more to say now.

"Skye, I'll need your help with the wing-mates from Hell World. We're
concerned that they may not have immunity to what exists on Draga. I have
filtering masks for them to use until they're inoculated, but they'll be
more likely to accept them from you." Kleitos held up one of the devices
to show him.

It hadn't occurred to Skye that just coming to Draga could be dangerous,
but now that it was pointed out, it made sense. "Of course..."

"I know it's difficult, but we'll need to take everyone to the infirmary
right away and get those from Hell World into a pod. We can introduce the
symbiots and bio-comms while they build their immunity. I'd suggest any
others who you want to have implants be done at the same time." Kleitos
paused, and Skye felt his wing-mate's hesitation. "Also, all of you will
have to go through decontamination, tests, and a full scan. You know...in
case you brought anything back from the alien world." Kleitos noticeably
wouldn't make eye contact.

"But...we've already been here since then," Skye objected.

"Um... HealthCorps doesn't know that and probably best if they not find
out," Braden added.

"Sorry," Kleitos said. "Braden's right. They demanded certain concessions
as part of bringing the dark fae onto Draga. And they don't understand
'Underhill' and are treating it like an alien planet as well."

"Okay, but it won't be the best introduction to Draga," Skye grumbled.

"The masks are better than dying." Kleitos shrugged. "The symbiots and
bio-comms should also help them adapt since not everything translates
well into old elvish, and we rely so much on our tech for day-to-day
life. The decontamination and scans won't take long for the others. It's
an inconvenience, but I understand the concern. In any other situation,
it is considered standard protocol when visiting a new world. And do you
really want to explain Underhill?"

Skye held up his hand. "No. I get it."

'It would help if we wrapped our new wing-mates in our magic. It will
ease their transition,' Mistral suggested.

**You can draw from me; it will make it stronger,** Garrett said.

**You're welcome to take my magic as well,** Jayce added.

'Mistral, did you speak to everyone? Did I miss that?' Skye asked his
dragon.

'I did. Just as you can include or exclude at will, I can do the same.'

Skye could imagine Mistral's smirk, even if he couldn't see it. Though he
had to agree it was a good idea. He turned as he felt Mattekin cross. The
druid was the first of the new wing-brothers, and the initial reaction to
the garden was a pleasant surprise.

"Wow. It feels 'right.' I expected..." Mattekin's voice trailed off as he
spotted the wing-mates he didn't know.

Skye could feel the confusion as the stag-shifter felt the bonds and
picked up on the reactions of his new brothers. He tried not to laugh
because it was apparent that all four of them had great appreciation for
Mattekin's form and were looking forward to seeing more of it.

"Breathe, Mattekin. It will be okay." Skye took his hand and pulled him
forward. "We'll do introductions once everyone has crossed." He noted
that Mattekin was trying to guess who the others were from what little
he'd heard about the wing. The two psions were obvious, and no one could
miss the family resemblance for Kleitos, but Braden stumped the stag.

Skye paused and looked around as he felt other wing-mates approaching
from the palace just as Kuai ushered Jhaeros through the gateway. Not
wanting to take any chances with his night elf, Skye ignored the others'
arrival and drew the night elf to him. Kibli and Revali were next, and
Skye pulled them close as well.

**Jhaeros, Kibli, and Revali. We need you to wear a breathing mask.
Kleitos, Garrett's brother, and I will help you put them on. They will
protect you from things that might be in the air that would hurt you.
It's only temporary, but we don't want you to get sick.**

**In the air?** Jhaeros looked around suspiciously.

**Please, trust me,** Skye sent, and the night elf nodded as Kleitos
handed Skye one of the masks. It was a simple device that covered the
nose and mouth and adhered to the wearer without straps or fasteners.
Skye knew from some of their training that once in place, it was almost
unnoticeable. As he placed it on Jhaeros, Kleitos did the same with Kibli
and Revali.

**Relax and give it a few seconds, and you should be able to breathe
normally.** Skye and Kleitos stood back and gave the three time to adjust
to the masks. No one seemed to get upset or freak out, so Skye thought it
was a win. **This is only temporary until we can build up your body's
immunity. I promise it will be okay, and we will be with you. The new
connections may seem overwhelming since you haven't felt them before.
Give it time, and you'll adjust to that too, just like you did with us in
Underhill.**

**Okay. Are you sure this face covering is working? I don't feel
anything?** Revali asked.

**Yes, I'm sure.** Kleitos responded.

Skye gave Revali, Kibli, and then Jhaeros a quick hug and realized all
three of them were eyeing Kleitos with interest. Garrett must have
noticed the same as he caught Skye's eye.

**This is going to be an interesting adventure,** Garrett sent to Skye
before he guided them off of the bridge to the other side, giving the
last of the group room to exit Underhill.

Skye confirmed that he now had all the new wing-mates present. **Garrett,
Jayce, are you sure you're okay with sharing your magic?** Skye asked.

**Yes,** They responded in unison, making Skye smile. He pulled his magic
first and then reached across his mate-bond to connect with Garrett. The
power flowed easily between them, and Skye wove it in with his own before
he reached out to the gold. Jayce's power sang as it connected with
Skye's and Garrett's, sending a shiver through Skye.

'That's new...' Mistral commented.

'Bit of a rush, but I'm taking it as a good sign.' Skye drew Jayce's
power and wrapped it with his and Garrett's. The combination glowed
brightly in Skye's other sight. He could still hear the song of Jayce's
magic, but now Garrett's and Skye's joined. It was beautiful, but as he
listened closely, almost hidden in the background, was a periodic
discordant note. He concentrated, trying to separate it from the melody,
but it seemed to disappear. Giving up and making sure the magic was
stable, Skye opened his eyes.

He let the magic expand, following the bonds to those who had crossed
with them, sending a feeling of peace and calm and wrapping them in the
magic so they'd feel safe. He'd done it many times to individual brothers
but he hadn't done it for quite so many at one time. He could feel their
magics resonating with his, especially Mattekin's, whose power wanted to
join.

'Also new. We may wish to speak with the master mage about this. Perhaps
there is more here than we realize, and don't forget to bring in Bram and
Noud,' Mistral said.

'And this is just with the new guys; what would happen if I expanded it
to all the wing-mates?'

'Only one way to find out,' Mistral teased.

'I think I'm going to ignore you,' Skye responded as he focused on the
two elves and wrapped them in magic as well.

Skye felt torn not greeting Jos, Leesai, Fiske, and Feired, who had
joined while the others were crossing into Draga. In his peripheral
vision, he could see those who'd been in Underhill greeting the guards.

"That's everyone," Mica called as the portal dimmed and went dark.

Skye realized with the size of the group, he'd have to yell if he wanted
everyone to hear, and that seemed like a bad idea if they were trying not
to draw attention. He opened the telepathic connection to his wing and
made sure to pull in Bram and Noud.

**Welcome to the Imperial Palace. I'm sorry this seems rushed, but we
have a lot to do, and we don't want to stay too long in the garden. This
isn't the best place for introductions so we'll take care of that later.
What I will confirm for you-since most of you probably already sense
them-is that the people meeting us are wing-mates. Kleitos, would you
explain what's going to happen next?**

**Welcome. I'm a medic, or if you're not familiar with that term, a
healer. I will be escorting the new wing-mates to the infirmary. Skye,
have you already explained the symbiots and bio-comms?**

**I have. Bram and Noud are to be included as well.**

**Can you handle all of them at once? Or do we need to split up?**
Garrett asked.

Skye felt Kleitos's amusement.

**Pater made sure that we had what was needed to handle everyone.**
Kleitos went on to explain that the new people would have to be scanned
into the security system before entering the palace, and everyone would
have to go through decontamination before entering the palace proper or
the infirmary. He also introduced Braden as someone who would be
assisting them.

**Can I stay with Raphael?** Bryan asked.

Kleitos looked at Skye in question.

**Newly bonded. You'll probably want to check them out anyway. I've
learned a few things we can talk about later,** Skye shared.

**Certainly, though you should know that once Raphael is in the pod, he
may not be aware of you and won't be awake to respond,** Kleitos
explained.

**What's a pod?** Kibli asked.

**We'll show you and answer any questions,** Kleitos said. "If everyone
will please follow..."

Skye and Garrett stepped in behind, and he was surprised when Leesai and
Jos joined them.

"Were you gone so long you forgot?" Jos asked.

"Forgot what?" Skye glanced at Garrett to see if his mate knew.

"I think we're being reminded that we aren't to go anywhere without a
guard," Garrett stage whispered.

Leesai snorted. "At least two."

Security, decontamination, tests, and getting everyone situated went off
without any issue, but it still took long enough that Skye was exhausted
when Jos opened the door to their suite.

"And you'll alert us if you get word that any of them are waking up?"
Skye said yet again.

"Of course. But you heard Prince Kleitos; it will be several hours before
the first group is ready. Try not to worry and get some sleep," Jos said
as he stepped in and pushed the door closed.

"You think it will be okay? Kibli and Revali looked so scared, even with
my magic."

"We'll be there when they wake. They'll be fine, and no one is going to
get to them. I've never seen that many guards or security protocols in
the palace. I don't think my parents are taking any chances."

"I know. But I need to take care of them. You saw Mattekin's face when
they closed the pod. You'd have thought he was going to his execution."
Skye sighed and stepped into Garrett's arms. "I want this part to be
over."

"You need to sleep so you're at your best for them. Use the bath and get
ready. Dillon already has the bed turned down."

"You go ahead; I at least want to look in on him." Skye went to Dillon's
door and opened it as quietly as he could. There was just enough light to
see the elf sleeping. Skye felt some of the tension drain away, and he
carefully closed the door. The pull and queasiness returned, not strong
but enough to make him pause.

'Garrett's right, Mistral. Maybe I'm just over tired. Too exhausted to
even have sexy thoughts...'

*   Scene 2   *

Skye couldn't help himself. He stepped up behind Dillon as he searched
through the rack of clothes, wrapping his arms around him and burying his
face in the crook of his neck. He inhaled and gave a playful bite.

"When you said you were hungry, I thought you meant food," Dillon teased.

"That too. I've missed you."

"Mm-hm. And we all missed you. I thought maybe something simple like one
of the belted shirts and trews. You're not doing any public meetings,
right?" Dillon turned to look at him holding one of the soft shirts.

"Right. I'm sure those will come soon enough. Guess I should have asked
if there was anything planned that I needed to know about." Skye took the
shirt and slipped it on. It wasn't a style he'd ever seen on earth. It
didn't have buttons or zippers but rather one side was much longer and
tapered into a belt that could be tied around his waist.

"Are you going to insist on underwear?" Dillon's eyebrows showed his
opinion.

"Definitely not!" Garrett yelled from the bedroom.

Skye rolled his eyes. He hadn't completely adjusted to the dragon view
that underwear was unneeded and just got in the way. "I guess not."

Dillon smirked and handed him the soft pants that were the closest thing
he'd found to sweats on Draga-but they were more form-fitting. Maybe more
like thick leggings, he thought to himself.

"I've ordered lunch to be delivered. There is going to be a formal dinner
tonight and a reception to welcome the new guys. But don't worry it's
just family and the wing. Kwill was adamant that the wing give you space
and wait until then to greet you." Dillon knelt and adjusted Skye's
pants. "Braden told me they're holding off scheduling anything official
until you've had a chance to get the new people settled."

"None of the new wing-mates will have clothes here. Even the other guys'
stuff is probably still at the barracks or, in Mica's case, his
apartment."

"Nope. The emperor had everything moved here, well, not the stuff in
Mica's place, but everyone else's. Kleitos got me measurements for the
new guys when they did the scans, and I already put in an order to the
royal tailor. Pater gave them warning so they'd have everything they
needed. He commissioned full wardrobes, but they'll at least have a few
basics by the time they're out of the pods."

"I'm impressed." Skye slipped on one of his favorite pairs of soft boots.
The few hours of sleep seemed to have helped, and so far, the weird pull
and dizziness hadn't returned.

"Thank Braden. He's been working his ass off and helped Prince Argos
coordinate everything."

"Not Celeste?"

Dillon grunted. "You'll have to ask Braden. He's rather touchy on that
subject, but I can tell you that he's been with Prince Argos every day,
sometimes all hours."

"So that hasn't changed? Anything else I should know about?" Skye felt a
spike of emotion from Dillon - mainly apprehension and fear. "Did
something happen?"

"Yes...and I guess no or not yet. Pater has been talking with Regent
Thillean about having me reinstated in the royal court, and he keeps
reminding the staff that I am to be considered family. Everyone treats me
differently, and I can no longer do my job. They won't even let me in the
kitchen! And what if they make me a prince again, and I can't stay?"
Dillon was close to tears.

Skye pulled Dillon back into his arms. "Hey, it's okay. We'll figure
something out no matter what happens. I'd rather have you be family than
have you wait on me, and I think you're capable of a lot more than being
my valet. Don't get any stupid ideas; you're not going anywhere. Elf
prince or not. It hasn't stopped Gilian, and she's still considered a
princess."

"What he said." Garrett stood in the doorway with a scowl. "You. Ours.
Only thing that gets you out of being with us is finding your true mate."

"But how..."

"Don't worry about it for now. We'll figure something out. Besides, I
can't imagine Pater letting them do anything that would take you away.
Once he decides you are his, it's permanent."

"Skye is right, Dillon. Pater has claimed the wing and especially you,
Ril, and Chris," Garrett said.

"And Willow, even if he drives Pater to distraction," Skye added with a
laugh and another hug.

"If you're sure." Dillon didn't sound convinced, but Skye agreed with
Garrett, Dillon was theirs, and he couldn't imagine not having him
around. The time without him in Underhill was bad enough.

"We should have asked, were you able to figure out rooms for everyone?"
Garrett asked.

"Most of the wing-mates who were with you we put in the guest wing.
Braden and I figured they'd be fine sharing so it's two to a room and
Gilian could move into Leesai's room in the servant wing with the other
guards. The emperor insisted everyone had to be in the palace and the
renovations aren't finished on the south wing."

"The south wing?" Skye asked.

"They're remodeling a section of the palace that has been somewhat out of
use for years. It's one of the older castle-like structures, so it is
taking longer than expected. Pater said it will have enough rooms for the
wing as well as common areas."

Skye looked at Garrett, who shrugged.

"The palace is huge and has been built onto many times over the
centuries. It's one of the largest structures in Capital City after the
Assembly Hall. I know there are sections I've never seen. Do you know if
it was a single floor, Dillon? Pretty sure we're already using part of
the south wing."

"Sorry, I don't know. The only other thing I heard Pater say was that
they were also making a residence for your grandparents so they could
have more privacy."

"Huh. Does Pater know Charlie and Nancy have bonded with-"

"Food's here," Jos called out.

Dillon turned and rolled his eyes at Skye. "Please, I'm pretty sure he's
the first to know everything that happens in this place."

"That's true." Garrett laughed. "We used to tease him that he had cameras
hidden everywhere so he could catch us when we did something. Because he
always seemed to know no matter how well we thought we were hiding."

"Dillon, before I forget. Venci told you that we should put Revali and
Kibli in the same room, right? Both of them are..."

"Best way to say it is they had it bad, somewhat like Christos. They'll
need extra love," Garrett said, squeezing Skye's shoulder. **They'll be
okay, Skye. You know Pater's going to fall in love with them as soon as
he meets them.**

'He has a weakness for broken boys,' Mistral whispered.

Skye grinned as he followed Garrett and Dillon out to the main suite.
"You're eating with us, right, Dillon?"

"Of course he is. Dillon wouldn't upset you like that." Garrett smirked
as he eyed the elf.

"I ordered for Leesai and Jos as well. I thought they could take turns."
Dillon shuffled things around on the table so there was room before he
brought the third covered plate and then grabbed another chair. He took
another covered dish over to Jos.

"Could you see if we can get a bigger table or at least a couple more
chairs?" Garrett asked when Dillon sat with them.

Dillon sighed. "Yes."

**Thank you, Garrett. You're way ahead of me. I think my brain is still a
bit slow.** I wonder if going back and forth to Underhill can give you
jet lag.

'We should eat and not worry about jets. Mattekin and Raphael will be
waking soon,' Mistral scolded.

'True. Bram and Noud, too. Though I think Bryan will be there for
Raphael.' He knew Mistral understood what he'd said even if the difficult
dragon pretended otherwise.

"It may take me a few days to readjust. When you were gone, there were no
guards. Though I've decided I like having them around," Dillon said.

"I like it better when they're 'our' guards." Skye took a bite and had to
pause when it tasted off.

'It's because we grew accustomed to the fae's food. I think they use
different seasoning,' Mistral said.

'Maybe we can ask. I thought the food there was good. Maybe since dragons
are fae?'

"It could be though I never would have thought of it. Dillon, is the food
here different than what you were used to?" Garrett asked.

Dillon looked at Garrett in confusion, then turned to Skye. "Was there
part of a conversation that I missed?"

Garrett laughed. "Sorry. I don't even have to intentionally mind-speak
with Skye. All that time in Underhill and I can hear both Skye and his
dragon's thoughts unless they block me."

"Is that...normal?" Dillon looked concerned.

"Normal? No idea. I don't know how much time you've spent in Underhill,
but we found that all of our magic-based abilities were much stronger
there, including our bonds," Skye said. "Maybe some of that has carried
over? Or maybe it will fade over time?"

"I've been to Underhill, but it wasn't often, and I'd have said it was
more draining, and my magic didn't work as well," Dillon said.

"That would have been when the curse was in place, and the magic was
fading." Garrett looked at Skye.

"Could be. Most of our time was after when things were improving. Maybe
it will feel better when you go back, Dillon."

"I don't need to go back, and I'd rather not visit the elf lands again
either." Dillon concentrated on his food as if he could ignore his
tablemates.

**Maybe save this argument for another time?** Garrett suggested.

**Sure, that's probably best.** Skye reached over and put a hand on
Dillon's arm. "You never answered about the food."

"Oh." Dillon paused. "I agree the spices are different, and often the
meals here are richer and heavier. They can be just as good, just
different."

"I'm sure we could figure out a way to get some of our favorites. Maybe
Keeper would help?" Skye said as he thought out loud.

"Can I say that it creeps me out that you've not only met the keeper but
that you talk to him like he's a friend?" Dillon shuddered.

"Sorry, but I'm getting close to the point of thinking of him as a
friend. I don't always like his methods, but he's been good to us and
helpful-in his own way."

Garrett snorted. "It's the 'in his own way' part that makes me nervous.
Don't forget to show Dillon the tea he sent. Maybe he can get you the
supplies you need to brew it here."

"That's-"

Skye's bio-comm buzzed, and he looked down and saw that it was a call
from Kleitos. He accepted and a holo formed over the table.

"Hey, Kleitos. Is everything okay?"

"It is, Garrett, Dillon, sorry to interrupt. I wanted to let you know
that the wake cycle started for those getting the symbiots and bio-comm
units. You don't have to rush, but they'll wake soon."

"Give us a couple of minutes to finish, and we'll be on our way," Skye
said.

"See you soon." Kleitos ended the call.

"I'll make sure their rooms are ready. The two elves are in a larger
suite next to where we put Mattekin in the guest wing. Bryan and
Raphael's room is across the hall. It was okay to put them together?"

"Definitely. I don't think they'd deal well with being separated. They
may not have had a ceremony, but there's no question the bond has
started. That was something I learned while in Underhill. Master Mage
Quanta taught me how to use my magic sight to see bonds."

"That's cool. So once people find their mate and it starts, you can see
it?" Dillon asked as he started clearing the table.

"Yes, but I can see untethered bonds and even those that are blocked.
That's what you had until my magic changed it."

"You mean someone did something to prevent elves from bonding?" Dillon's
voice rose in disbelief.

"We don't know that," Garrett said.

"He's right, but now I can see if the potential is there." Skye stood and
straightened his shirt.

"But you figured out that you don't have to have sex with them to make
the change like you did with those shifters that Pater took you to."
There was a note of jealousy in Dillon's voice.

"Yeah, it's scary how easy it is now that I know what I'm doing."

"It's a good thing." Garrett draped his arm over Skye's shoulder. "And
now we don't have to worry that Dillon will stand out. There will be so
many elves out there looking for their mates no one will pay any
attention."

Dillon sighed and his shoulders drooped. "That's a relief for both me and
Rilien. Maybe we won't have to constantly worry that someone's going to
try and kidnap us."

"I wouldn't go that far," Jos said as they reached the door. "You two are
still the prettiest. Best you keep guards with you, just in case." He
winked at Dillon as he opened the door.

Dillon bumped shoulders with the dragon as he passed, but at least he was
smiling.

"Should I order food for them while I'm checking the rooms? I doubt
they'd feel comfortable going to the dining room, and it is just as easy
to send it to their suites."

"That would be perfect, Dillon. Thank you," Skye said.

"So Bryan finally got his elf, huh?" Jos asked as he stepped in with
Leesai to escort them.

"He did. The same elf who was in my vision," Skye said.

Jos let out a deep laugh. "So, was the vision accurate?"

"Close. Except for the falling through the ground part, which was fine by
me," Skye answered. "And before you say it. Yes, that freaks me out too.
Even if the visions Underhill sent weren't exact, I still don't know how
it...he knew."

It didn't take long to get to the infirmary, and after they passed
security and the guards verified their identities, they reached Kleitos.

"Great timing," Kleitos said, looking up from his displays. "They're just
starting to wake."

"How about the others?" Garrett asked.

Kleitos pulled up another holo. "Hm. Still a couple of hours, but
everything is looking good. We didn't find anything unusual on any of the
scans for your group. The symbiots and bio-comms were implanted with no
issues. Now we're just ensuring that the immunity is building up in those
who haven't been to Draga before."

"Will there be any side effects or illness?" Skye remembered the last
time he got a flu shot and how crappy he felt.

"There shouldn't be. Oddly enough, they all showed a base level of
exposure and immunity. Not sure how it's possible, but..." Kleitos
shrugged.

"When you did a scan of Raphael-"

Kleitos held up his hand palm out, then tapped his temple as he glanced
at the Imperial Guards standing by the door.

**Is it bad?** Skye asked.

**Not at all, but you have to assume there is always someone listening. I
didn't figure you'd want anyone to know.**

**Know what?** Garrett interrupted.

**That Raphael is already showing signs of the bond-mate biological
changes. If you'd have asked me before, I would have said it was
impossible. That there hadn't been time. And yet.** Kleitos frowned but
didn't send more.

**Probably Underhill dicking things up again.** Garrett's mental tone
conveyed his frustration.

**What he means to say,** Skye began with a glare at his mate. **is that
we noticed magic was much stronger in Underhill by the time we left, and
many of our abilities were enhanced. Even I noticed how quickly Bryan and
Raphael's bond built.**

**Now you're making me think I may need to do some research or tests in
Underhill.**

Garrett reached over and gripped Kleitos's shoulder. **Brother, please
hold off on that for a while.**

Kleitos nodded, and Skye was pleased that Garrett was watching out for
his brother. He agreed that they weren't quite ready to trust Underhill
completely, and he'd hate to take a chance with Kleitos.

They moved over to Raphael's pod, where Bryan intently stared through the
small window.

"His eyes are moving," Bryan turned to say before resuming his focus on
his mate.

"He should wake up anytime. When he opens his eyes, let me know, and we
can open the pod." Kleitos moved over to the pod next in the row beside
Raphael. "Mattekin should be next to wake up. We tried to stagger them so
they all didn't regain consciousness at the same time."

"What do we need to do?" Skye asked.

"Wait?" Kleitos shrugged. "Once we open the pod, it would be good for
them to see a familiar face. Not much more you can do. It will take a
couple of minutes for them to be fully aware and able to focus."

"Prince Kleitos!" Bryan shouted.

"Excuse me," Kleitos snickered before returning to Raphael's pod.

Skye looked down at Mattekin, or rather the pod that he was in. The
window was small enough; you couldn't even see the druid's whole face.
But it was enough to see that his eyelids were fluttering. Skye heard the
whoosh and beeps as Kleitos opened Raphael's med pod.

"Hey, beautiful. I'm here. Take your time; there's no rush to wake up or
move," Bryan said softly.

"This one waking up?" Kleitos asked as he checked the displays and
pressed a few buttons.

"I think so," Skye said.

Kleitos finished and stepped back as the pod beeped and then whooshed as
the pressurized air released. "I'll keep an eye on the other two and call
you over once they're awake."

Garrett moved beside him as Skye reached out and cupped Mattekin's face.
**We're here. Take your time waking up. I know it can be disorienting.**

**I'm alive?** Mattekin sounded unsure.

**Very much so. You can speak, but your throat may be dry or scratchy.
Would you like some water?** Garrett asked.

"Ugh...that wasn't fun," Mattekin rasped as Garrett held the straw to his
lips. He took a few sips, then lay back.

"Did something hurt?" Garrett asked.

"No, but I think I may be claustrophobic," Mattekin admitted.

"You should have told us; we could have given you something to help."
Kleitos held a device over Mattekin's head and then slowly ran it down
over his body. "Everything looks good. Can you understand me?"

"Yeah..." Mattekin scrunched his brow.

Kleitos laid a reassuring hand on Mattekin's arm. "That's good. I spoke
dragi to see if your translator was working."

"No, you spoke elvish." Mattekin glared even more.

Skye and Garrett laughed. "That means it's working. Eventually, you'll be
able to tell when someone is speaking another language, and given enough
time, your brain will learn those dialects as well. I'm still not great
at dragi, but I'm learning."

"Are there times when the symbiot doesn't work?" Mattekin asked.

"There can be, but it's rare. What's more common is that once you've
learned a language, the symbiot doesn't bother translating," Kleitos
explained.

"Don't worry, you get used to it and don't even think about it," Skye
said. "I've had one less than a year, and most of the time, I forget it's
there."

"Whenever you feel comfortable sitting up or standing, you're welcome to
do so. Don't push if you start to feel dizzy. There's no rush on
explaining the bio-comm; we'll do that later when you've had time to eat
and get acclimated." Kleitos nodded to the other pods letting Skye know
he was moving on.

"It's different than going to a healer," Mattekin huffed. "A little more
disorienting, but overall I have to say I feel pretty good. No pain or
soreness from whatever they did." He turned his arm, looking at it and
frowning. "You're sure they put something in there?"

"They did. We can go over the basics when you're eating. Sound good?"
Skye asked.

"Sure." Mattekin took the folded clothing Garrett offered. He looked
around, perhaps wanting a place that provided privacy.

"There's a restroom at the end of the row on the left. The door will open
automatically when you're in front of it." Skye pointed.

"But I'm naked," Mattekin whispered.

Garrett snickered but pulled the blanket that had been draped over the
druid when he was in the pod and handed it to him. "You can wrap it
around your waist if it will make you more comfortable."

Mattekin let out a relieved sigh. "Thanks."

By the time Mattekin returned, Bram and Noud were both awake and dressed.
They had no issues changing in front of Skye. Actually, Skye was a little
embarrassed that Noud seemed to put on a little show for them with very
pointed "looks" at Skye and Kleitos.

'The magic should have recognized him. He would be a good fit for our
wing,' Mistral observed.

'Oh, please. You can't fool me; you just want to have sex with him
again,' Skye scolded.

'Like you don't?' Mistral huffed, and Skye got a mental image of his
dragon stomping off.

Skye turned toward the door when he heard voices. Dillon had joined and
greeted Kleitos before coming their way.

"Prince Dillon," Bram and Noud said in unison with a bow.

"You don't have to do that; I was banished if you forgot." Dillon
frowned.

"Lady Telawynn would have us skinned," Bram said. "You remain her
favorite great-grandson, and she has made it clear that she did not
approve of those actions."

"Whatever." Dillon sighed. "I came to escort you to your rooms so you can
get settled. I hope you don't mind, but I had the food delivered to Bram
and Noud's suite. It is the largest."

"We have rooms...here?" Bryan squeaked.

"I'm thinking that Bryan was so preoccupied with his new mate that he
hasn't been listening. Father insisted that all of the wing take
residence at the palace-"

"Well, except for you know who," Skye interjected, then wondered if the
command applied to Taleel and Jerrick. Then it struck him that it could
include Ian and Corey as well.

"There were a few exceptions but not for the guards," Dillon explained.
"These rooms are somewhat temporary until the others are ready. Don't
worry, you won't be suffering."

Skye bit back a laugh. If they were assigned to the guest wing, they'd
probably be more opulent than any of them had ever experienced.

"I thought that this would let you stay here for when the others wake,"
Dillon said, turning to Skye.

"Thank you. Would you or one of the others be able to explain the basics
of the bio-comm and at least give them enough of a tour they can find
their way around?"

"I'll be glad to. Venci has been pulled into meetings with Emperor
Darius, and Braden is with Prince Argos."

'Should we be worried?'

'Probably not. If it were bad, we'd have already felt it, or Kwill would
have told us. Venci has been the primary contact working with the
emperor's committee, the re-homing and their return has yet to be
resolved,' Mistral responded.

'True. They'll probably keep him involved until all the dark fae are
settled.'

'And we already knew from our last visit that Pater had taken an unusual
interest in our Braden.'

**Which is scary on so many levels,** Garrett interjected.

*   Scene 3   *

Skye bit his lip as he watched Jhaeros's continued reaction to Arcturus.
The night elf's thoughts would have done Willow proud, but it was the
bear shifter's reaction that amused him more. He understood why Arcturus
wanted to keep Christos and Rilien at a distance, but it didn't appear
that Jhaeros was likely to accept that solution. Since Arcturus was going
to be spending a good deal of time with their new brothers, the bear
shifter had joined them when the pods were opened. He thought it was good
for them to become accustomed to his presence.

"Can I ask, are you proportional?" Jhaeros gave an evil grin as his eyes
stripped the bear.

"Skyyyyye, make him stop," Arcturus whined. It wasn't the first comment
that indicated the night elf's fascination with their bear.

**Arcturus, I don't think it's going to work with this one. You share a
wing-mate connection, so he can tell you're attracted to him. Remember,
he grew up on Hell World, and from what I know, I don't think he's been
taught anything about filters, etiquette, or propriety. I don't think
he'll listen to your guidance until you give him what he wants.**

**You're not going to corrupt him, Arcturus. From what we've seen, we've
got the opposite problem. Somewhat like Willow, the goal is to contain
the damage,** Garrett explained.

Arcturus let out a huge sigh, and his shoulders slumped.

"Jhaeros, you could ask Dillon. I'm sure he'd know," Revali offered up
innocently.

Dillon coughed as his face turned red. "He is." His voice was barely
above a whisper, but from Jhaeros's grin, the night elf heard just fine.

"Are you sure this is the right room?" Kibli said, looking around the
suite with wide eyes. So far, he had moved to the middle of the room and
refused to touch anything.

"Yes, this is your suite to share with Revali. Skye said you'd be more
comfortable sharing, but if that bothers you, I'm sure we could find-"
Dillon said until Kibli interrupted.

"NO! I mean, thank you, but I'd rather stay with Revali."

"I agree. This place is...a lot." Revali looked up at the intricately
carved ceiling.

"Better than the caves, though. Right?" Garrett asked.

"I've never seen anything like this," Revali said in awe.

"You know, I don't need a room of my own. I could share with Arcturus."
Jhaeros moved into Arcturus's personal space, and his eyes roved up the
big man until their eyes met.

"That wouldn't be appropriate, Jhaeros. I'm here to mentor and guide, and
I think you'll be very happy with your room." Arcturus's voice sounded
more strained than usual.

"It's fine with me if you want to take the lead." Jhaeros gave the bear a
lecherous grin.

A knock sounded at the door, and Skye was sure he wasn't the only one
relieved that their food had arrived. They still had several hours until
dinner, so Dillon had the kitchen send up food for the three of them to
Kibli and Revali's suite.

"Most of the time, we try to eat together, but we'll ease into that, and
one of us will be here to guide you until you're familiar with the
palace," Skye explained.

"Thank you again for the clothes," Kibli said, running his hand up the
sleeve of the soft shirt. "I've never had anything this nice."

Dillon had made sure each of them had a comfortable ensemble like his
own. Kibli's was in a deep russet that highlighted his coloring.

"You heard Dillon say that they've already made arrangements for more.
Your clothing from Underhill has been sent for cleaning, but you probably
won't wear it much. Dillon or one of the others will let you know what's
appropriate," Skye continued.

"And apologies in advance, but for dinner this evening, we'll be more
formal and not nearly as comfortable," Garrett said.

"Like in my mother's dream?" Kibli asked.

"Likely, though we didn't see what she dreamt. I'd hoped to gradually
introduce you to the others, but I guess we're doing it all at once."
Skye looked over at Dillon for confirmation.

"They didn't tell me why," Dillon said as he helped set up the table with
their food.

"Will someone let us know what we're supposed to wear?" Jhaeros asked.
"And you'll be there with us?"

"We will," Skye answered. He tried to be unobtrusive as he gripped the
back of one of the chairs when another wave of vertigo hit him. He
thought it had gone away.

"I'll help Kibli and Revali, and I expect Venci will assist you since
you're sharing a room. Your clothes for this evening were delivered
there," Dillon said.

"Do you mind sharing a room with Venci?" Skye asked, stifling a gulp as
lunch seemed to want to return.

"Not at all. I spent most of my nights in his bed at the hold." Jhaeros
said it without a hint of embarrassment or hesitation.

Dillon's mouth dropped open; then he looked at Skye.

**It's okay, Dillon. You'll see soon enough that Jhaeros has a dragon's
heart, or maybe a nymph's? He's got a lot in common with Willow, now that
I think about it.**

Skye's bio-comm alerted him to a message.

|| Prince Argos: My office if you please. Don't bring Garrett. ||

Skye's stomach did another flip, and he looked at his mate. **Any idea
what this might be about?** Skye showed Garrett the message.

**Sorry. I'll hang out here until it's time to get changed. Maybe Dillon
and I can answer questions and explain how their bio-comms work.**

"If you will all excuse me, I've been summoned. Garrett will stay, and
I'll see you at dinner if not before." Skye wondered if he should take
one of the guards, but when he stepped into the hall, he found Chaz and
Kuai in their uniforms, waiting for him.

"Prince Skye," Chaz winked.

"Are you guys already back on duty?" Skye took Chaz's arm, linking
elbows. He hoped the were-dagger could keep him upright and just assume
Skye was touch-starved, not that he wasn't sure he was steady enough to
walk.

"We are. The request went to Mica, but he's at his flat packing up some
things so he can stay here. We volunteered when he asked," Kuai
explained, giving Skye a curious look. Fortunately he didn't ask and Chaz
seemed more than happy to be close.

"Are you sure you're up to it?" Leesai asked Chaz and Kuai with a bit of
a growl. Skye could practically feel her protectiveness coming through
the bond.

"We are. We got a bit of rest, and we're good," Chaz said.

"You know where we're going?" Skye asked.

"We do. I'm somewhat surprised he waited this long," Chaz whispered.

They'd almost reached Prince Argos's private office when Skye saw River
and two more of their wing-mates in uniform, Corbin and Jayce. Skye was
feeling a little better and released Chaz as they drew up to River.

"You got the summons too?" River whispered as they walked the last
stretch of hall together.

"Yeah. No idea why, and he very specifically said not to bring Garrett."

"Same." River paused as Corbin spoke with the Imperial Guard at the door
and waited for them to be announced and allowed entry.

"You think we're in trouble?" River whispered out of the side of his
mouth.

"Um... I don't think so?" Skye didn't mean it as a question, but he
wasn't really sure.

"We'll be waiting for you when you're finished." Corbin gave a brief bow
and stepped back.

Skye and River walked into Pater's office and paused to see where the
prince was and more importantly, where he wanted them.

"Thank Zeus! I was so worried about you." Prince Argos came over and
hugged River and then Skye. "Come in. Sit down. Braden and Kwill had to
step out but will be back in a moment."

'Okay, so I guess not in trouble,' Skye thought.

'I wouldn't guarantee it. He's sneaky. May just want us to drop our
guard,' Mistral sent back.

Skye bit his lip to keep himself from smiling at Mistral's remark.

"I'm sorry for all the new health protocols and keeping your wing-mates
from you." Prince Argos sat on one of the bench-like couches and
indicated they were to sit opposite him.

"We can understand HealthCorps' concerns, but why keep the others away?"

"Appearances and we're trying not to overwhelm your new men. If you
hadn't guessed, we aren't trying to keep your presence a secret. As you
know from your last visit, the elves have spells that let them know when
a gate has opened-even if they don't know where. The last visit, we were
able to convince them to keep it in confidence. But with the gate now
remaining open, more of the fae will become aware, and that doesn't work.
We had as many of the wing carry on with their normal day as much as
possible to keep down the rumors and whispers."

"That was my suggestion," Kwill said as he entered the room and wiggled
in between Skye and River. "I know how overwhelming it was on your last
visit, and we needed you both in top form. From what I've picked up from
our new brothers, it would have been too much. Beck is with them now,
helping them adjust. They're already in a better frame of mind to deal
with the emotions and feedback they'll get when we're all in the same
room. A more formal setting also helps to keep the emotions in check,"
Kwill said.

"But we'll get to see everyone tonight?" Skye clarified.

"Almost. Lord Eluf and Ian will not be there, but I think all the others.
Those two are a little harder to explain to the servants. And while we
shouldn't have to, we're trying to minimize the questions. You should
also prepare your people for meeting Master Chen and their new tutors.
We've hired several of the best professors to assist in their
transition."

"Okay..." River said as he glanced at Skye.

Skye turned when he heard the door and saw Braden enter. Braden took a
seat beside Prince Argos.

"Perfect timing. I was just about to update them," Prince Argos said.
"Braden, were you able to confirm?"

"Yes, Prince Argos. It's working as you predicted, and we're up to almost
eighty percent," Braden said.

"What's at eighty percent?" River asked.

"That's the percentage of the populace that believes the ability to bond
is based on a medical breakthrough which may or may not include what was
thought to be lost alien technology," Braden explained.

"Skye, your attempts at converting those shifters and elves were a
complete success, and you'll be glad to know that all of them have been
successfully matched with their dragons. We published an official
communication saying you did it with magic," Prince Argos said.

"You WHAT?" Skye felt his panic building.

"And as we discussed on your last visit, we also unofficially leaked that
it was a secret medical experiment and that the announcement about you
was a public relations ploy to build your popularity. Of course more
people believed the lie, as we expected. This way, if it ever comes out
that you were the source, it matches with official communications.
Obviously we can't control what rumors people believe."

**Skye, it's okay. Listen to what they're saying. Most don't believe that
you can do it.** River put his hand on Skye's arm, and Skye could feel
River using his magic to calm him.

'Wait. When did he learn how to do that?'

**Quanta taught me. He said it would be useful.**

Skye took a deep breath and tried to calm his thoughts. "This is what
Venci couldn't tell us?"

"We didn't want to worry you, dear. We had to keep it from him so that
you wouldn't pick it up from his thoughts. That was another reason for
not trying to keep your presence a secret. If it were to leak out that
you could mysteriously appear and disappear, it further solidifies the
mystery. We'll still want you to return and exit Underhill through the
fae lands, but you don't have to hide in the interim."

"Pater, I am so confused," Skye said, shaking his head.

"The simple answer is that we are manipulating the public's understanding
of the truth and throwing up enough contradictions and false trails that
they'll be suspicious no matter what is said. But since they expect us to
manipulate the truth, they'll doubt the official story more than any
other possibility," Kwill added.

"Won't that hurt Skye's image?" River asked.

"Our research says no, especially if he does some public appearances and
fuels some new fantasies. We're still working on what would be the most
effective." Braden sounded all too clinical for Skye's taste if he was
talking about another club appearance.

"So, what do we have to do?" Skye asked. If history was any example, his
idea of acceptable exposure and Pater's idea was very different.

"For now, make sure your new wing-mates are settled and have them start
working with Arcturus. The tutors will help them with cultural
expectations, history, and any academic needs to enable them to fully
function in today's universe. We won't hide their existence, but we're
not going to announce it either.

"In a few days, you'll return to Underhill and exit into the elf kingdom,
bringing King Arnakkhor, Lady Telawynn, and any other leaders of the dark
fae who are willing. We'll prepare speeches and publicize their
introduction. At which point you'll step aside and let King Arnakkhor and
Admiral Cocachet's team handle the reintroduction and rehoming of the
dark fae. Their return will create enough of a media frenzy that no one
will pay attention to a few new people in the royal palace. You should
know that we'll be utilizing Venci to continue carrying messages back and
forth and preparing the fae," Prince Argos explained.

"You make it sound simple." Skye hoped Venci would be okay with the
continued assignment. He was very aware that it was difficult and
draining work.

"Oh, no dear, it's not, but we have a lot of people working on it to make
sure it goes well. Do you think if you asked nicely, Underhill would move
the portal out of the elf palace and put it somewhere more visible? Like
maybe back in the ruins?" Prince Argos asked.

"Maybe, probably. Why?" Skye asked, remembering the moon festival with
less than positive emotions.

"It makes a much better broadcast if we can show the arrival through the
portal. Stepping through a door in the palace doesn't have a lot of
flair."

"Flair?" River asked, scowling more than was probably healthy.

"Was there a reason you didn't want Garrett and Nik to hear this?" Skye
asked.

"My recommendation again. Garrett will be quite distressed when he learns
how you were put in the spotlight. We never would have gotten through the
little discussion we've had."

"And Nik," River asked.

"Can't very well include one brother and mate and not the other. He'll be
fine when you explain it to him," Kwill said.

"We've worked out the schedule and everything that has to happen. You can
relax a bit, and we'll let you know what you need to do and when. There
are a few miscellaneous things that have come up that I'll need your help
with but for the next few days, enjoy a break and reconnect with your
wing." Prince Argos watched Skye as if waiting for him to freak out.

"Was everything resolved with the people who tried to get to Greggory?"
Skye asked.

Prince Argos frowned and sighed. "We're getting there. The investigators
are still following some leads based on Kwill and Beck's interrogation of
their leaders. You were already aware that the Swiftpaw pack was
disbanded. That's the one whose alpha ordered the attack on Lord Eluf's
people, and they were involved with the attempt on Greggory. Also the
wolf-shifters you changed were from that pack. Two additional packs have
been disbanded, and several of their leaders charged, including
Greggory's father."

"Wow. Won't the were-council have to answer?" River asked.

"You already knew about Vetha and the censuring, but since then, the
Assembly revoked the shifters' autonomy. Not just the wolves-all of them.
They can keep a pack structure but only for social purposes. Our team is
culling through the disbanded packs' members to see if any would be
suitable as dragon mates," Prince Argos said.

"So like what happened with the fae?" Skye clarified.

"Almost exactly, but it wasn't as showy," Prince Argos said.

"Won't that cause other repercussions and hard feelings?" River asked.

"The other packs were angry, but their leaders were given a chance to
argue their case, and since many on the were-council were complicit..."
Prince Argos let the thought hang.

"I bet they're more than a little pissed at the alphas of those packs,"
Skye said.

"Yes, and the leaders they elected. I'm sure there will still be some
fallout, but Father can't be blamed because the Assembly was unanimous
and didn't even call for his opinion. They also have a new dilemma. We're
hearing rumors that other shifters may be interested in bonding with
dragons." Prince Argos gave one of his signature smiles.

"What are we going to do with THEM?" Skye couldn't keep the panic out of
his voice this time.

Prince Argos shrugged. "We haven't worked that out yet. I assure you that
we'll include you in those discussions as much as we can. Our plan must
be given careful thought."

"Do we still need to worry about Greggory?" Skye asked.

"Yes, if only because he was a catalyst. Until you leave Draga, we will
insist that he restrain his time outside the palace and always have
guards with him. Father has made it quite clear that he is under our
protection and would consider any actions against Greggory to be against
the emperor. I'd say that should resolve it, but those mutts have already
shown intelligence is not their strong point." Pater's disdain was clear.

"Prince Argos, I think that is probably enough for today," Kwill said.

Prince Argos looked intently at Skye. "Hm, yes, I agree. We will be
meeting regularly with so much going on. Enjoy your time as much as you
can. Tonight should be quite the event."

Skye let River lead him from the room. He felt overwhelmed, and even
Mistral was silent. When he felt Jayce and Chaz wrap their arms around
him, he knew it must be bad. He'd tried to lock down his emotions, and
when he was in the room, he was very aware that Kwill was shielding, but
now...

"We've got you." The guards all fell into step around River and Skye as
they led them back to Skye's suite.

*   Scene 4   *

Skye was feeling better and was glad for the distraction of helping get
Kibli and Revali ready. The nausea and dizziness hadn't returned. Garrett
hadn't recovered as quickly from Skye's update and was still back in
their room with Kwill. He was surprised at how upset Garrett was when he
learned that his parents told the world that Skye could enable others to
mate. He'd likened it to making Skye the target of every "crazy" out
there.

"Why is it so snug?" Revali asked as he tugged on the sleeves of the dark
ivory long coat. It was an almost knee-length jacket with subtle tone-on-
tone embroidery that hugged his slender form. The pants were in the same
color and equally tight right down to the matching boots. The ivory set
off his rich golden skin. His dark brown hair had been brushed to a
glossy sheen and was worn loose down to his shoulders. Skye noticed that
it hid the siren's slightly pointed ears.

"For style. Fashions are changing constantly but don't fight it. You look
amazing. I love the color of your skin," Dillon said.

"Really? The other sirens always criticized me for being too dark, and
they hated my ears, but overall they just hated me for existing."

"Well, they're not worth considering," Skye interjected. "Dillon's right,
you look great. Now we've just got to get you to eat a bit more."

"He's not as skeletal as Christos was, close, but not quite." Dillon
laughed as he moved over to Kibli.

"Who is Christos?" Kibli asked.

"Another wing-mate and Garrett's adopted brother. He's a panther
shifter," Skye said. "Similar to both of you, he had a very difficult
life before coming to us."

"Is something rubbing?" Dillon asked as he tugged on Kibli's jacket to
get it in place. The rich tapestry-like coat was in fall shades of
orange, gold, and brown and was just down to his thighs. It was worn open
so you could see the shimmery golden vest that showed off his fit form.

"No, I'm just not used to it."

"You look equally stunning, Kibli. I'm not sure how they were able to
pick such complementary shades and styles."

Dillon let out a cough as he blushed. "I chose them. Kleitos sent me
images of them when he was doing the scan."

Skye opened a private link to his elf. **Did you also get to see that
they are both nicely endowed?**

**Skye! Quit teasing me. We need to focus, and I do not want to stand in
front of Pater with an erection.**

"Do you always dress like this just to eat?" Revali asked.

"No. Only for formal dinners or when there are outside guests. This is a
special occasion since you're meeting the Emperor and Prince Argos, the
wing-mates, and your tutors."

"Are any of them like Gramthor?" Kibli asked.

"No, none of them." Skye was glad he was able to say so and noticed
Dillon giving him a questioning look. 'I guess we're going to be seeing a
lot of that for a while.'

'True, Dillon will have no idea who Gramthor is or more importantly, that
dwarves are evil,' Mistral growled.

'They aren't all evil. I think we can attribute Kibli's treatment to love
scorned.'

Skye felt rather than heard his dragon huff and storm off.

"I'll-"

**Skye, are you still with Revali? We were going to walk over and take
the new guys to the reception as a group. We've got Mattekin and Raphael
too,** River sent.

**Yeah. We'll wait for you.**

"Don't worry, you get used to it. Won't be long before you can tell that
he's mind-speaking with someone. We just wait until he's done." Skye
heard Dillon saying as he rejoined the group.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Skye complained.

"Well, it's better than them thinking you're having a seizure," Dillon
said.

Skye tried to think of a retort, but seeing Kibli and Revali smiling made
him think it might be pointless.

"Fine. River said they're coming here so we can go together."

"Is Jhaeros's room far?" Kibli asked.

"Not at all. I'll show you whenever you want," Dillon said.

"Is Chaz's room also near?" Revali added.

"It is. I'll show you where all the other wing-members' rooms are. A few
don't live here in the palace, but most do." Dillon looked at Skye as if
he might disagree.

The door opened, and River stuck his head in. "Ready?"

"We are," Dillon answered.

**Kwill, Garrett, we're going to the reception now. Can you join us?**
Skye sent.

**We'll be with you in a few minutes. He's almost ready,** Kwill
responded.

From the vision Kabli had described, Skye already knew where they were
going even though Dillon led the way. The "Grande Hall," as it was
called, was one of several ballrooms and the closest to the formal dining
hall. It was also the one where the upper walls were lined with mirrors
that made it look like the crystal chandeliers extended off into
infinity.

The doors were closed when they arrived, with Imperial Guards standing
sentry. Skye noted that the infirmary wasn't the only place where
security had been tightened. The guards opened the doors and allowed them
to pass without comment. Many of Skye's guards had come from the
emperor's guard, and while they now wore his and Garrett's colors, the
connections and camaraderie were still there. He figured it was one of
those times where having them all know each other worked in their favor.

"Wow," several of Skye's wing-mates echoed. He could agree that the room
was pretty spectacular with all the gold and sparkle.

Skye had to pause for a moment once they were inside. He was vibrating
from the hum of so many bonds being close. Not just that, but the
emotions and thoughts hit him like a wave.

"You okay?" River whispered.

Skye felt Beck's mind brush against his. **Are you shielding?**

**Yes, but it's still getting through.** Skye hated admitting it. Within
seconds the emotions calmed. He could still feel them, but it was more
pleasant. He turned to the psion.

"Thank you, Beck." The blue imp grinned at him and winked. Skye often
thought that Beck could have been stolen off the pages of a manga.
Petite, well-muscled, blue skin, and white, spiked hair along with huge
eyes. Skye was glad that Beck looked so much better than he had on their
last visit.

A glance around told him that most had already arrived, but protocol
demanded he wait for introductions until Emperor Darius and Prince Argos
joined. Those that had been with him in Underhill gathered around them,
giving support to their new brothers as they waited.

Fortunately, Garrett and Kwill arrived moments before Darius and Argos
entered the room with six more guards. There were so many it looked like
a wall of ivory. Everyone moved to the sides as well, leaving the royal
pair in the front center of the hall near the windows.

"Welcome all. It is wonderful to have so many dear ones present this
evening. But I understand we have new family members to welcome." Darius
paused for dramatic effect, his eyes landing on Skye. "Nancy and Charlie,
please join us." Skye's grandparents moved to stand by the emperor and
Prince Argos. "Prince Skye, if you would be so kind as to come forward
and introduce your new wing-brothers and guests. We will dispense with
formal greetings since we are among family."

Skye was pleased that the emperor even thought to include Bram and Noud
in his speech. He walked to within five feet of the emperor then gave a
deep bow. River shadowed him standing to his side and a step behind.
"Your Majesties, Grandma, Grandpa, may I present Bram and Noud, personal
guards in service to the fae Queen Mother, Lady Telawynn, who are
graciously on loan."

Bram and Noud had both chosen to wear the uniforms they wore when in
service to Lady Telawynn. Under any circumstances, they were handsome,
but in this space, they practically glowed.

"Next, may I present the druid, Mattekin, who has joined our wing. He has
also been a longtime friend of our Grandmother Brenda while she's been in
Underhill." Mattekin gave a bow and was visibly surprised when Darius
stepped forward and hugged him.

"We are glad you have joined our sons. I already know you will help
balance them and add much," Darius said.

Argos took Mattekin into his arms as soon as Darius released him. Skye
could tell the prince whispered something, but he couldn't hear. Darius's
comment and Prince Argos's whisper made Skye wonder what they knew that
he didn't.

"Our next wing-mate is also the bond-mate to Bryan, Raphael, a Ranger in
service to Regent Thillean."

"I do believe I've met your father, Raphael. You are as stunning as he.
Welcome." Darius pulled Raphael into his arms before handing him off to
Argos. Skye didn't have time to think too much about how the emperor
would know Raphael's family.

"May I present, Jhaeros, son of King Arnakkhor."

"Father Dragon," Darius exclaimed as he gripped Jhaeros's shoulders and
looked at him intently. "General Del Nuit, join us, please."

Skye had to hold himself back from running to his friend. It had been too
long. Taleel looked stunning, and Skye was surprised to see him in
elaborate civilian clothing rather than his Fleet uniform.

"Do you see it, my love? Jhaeros could easily be his son. The resemblance
is remarkable."

Prince Argos reached out and gently lay a hand on Jhaeros's cheek,
turning his face so he could look him in the eyes. "It is, but his eyes
tell me he has a softer heart than our general. You are a true gift to
the wing, young Jhaeros. Welcome." Argos pulled the night elf into a
tight hug, and Skye felt the spike in emotion from his wing-mate. He
managed to hold back the tears, but it was close. It was even harder when
his grandparents sandwiched Jhaeros between them.

'I guess we don't have to worry about him being accepted,' Mistral hummed
in satisfaction.

Darius had hugged him as well before Jhaeros joined the others. Taleel
caught Skye's eye with a raised eyebrow that communicated so many
questions. All of which would have to wait until later.

"This handsome young man was also born and raised on Hell World. Kibli is
the son of Kabli."

Unlike the others, Prince Argos stepped forward immediately, wrapping
Kibli in a tight hug before kissing his forehead. "Welcome to our family,
Kibli. Have heart, you will be loved and cared for and never feel alone
again. We will protect you with all the might of the Empire."

Skye was stunned. He watched Darius give a similar welcome and couldn't
help but wonder how they'd known to say-

**I may have given them a description and insights into all your new
wing-mates earlier today. We thought it best if they were prepared. As
you might have guessed, Prince Argos was quite incensed at Kibli and
Revali's treatment,** Kwill mind-spoke.

River elbowed Skye bringing him back to the moment.

"I'd like you to meet our other new wing-member who was born and raised
on Hell World. Revali from the siren convocation. We are still learning
of his gifts, but he is also an eagle shifter, large enough to carry more
than one rider."

Prince Argos was visibly tearing as he grabbed Revali. Skye could feel
the prince's anger. "Welcome home, Revali. As you heard me say to the
others, you are loved and will be protected. You are ours now and will
never have to suffer again." Argos stepped back and pushed back a lock of
hair that had fallen forward. "Skye, you have truly outdone yourself.
Such handsome young men, every one of them. Our family and the empire are
truly blessed."

"As Prince Argos said, we are honored. Now we can dispense with the
formality, and you can meet your brothers and sisters. Enjoy the
appetizers and drinks, and we will soon feast in celebration," Darius
said.

Skye moved to his men and hugged them in turn. He was glad Beck was
helping him hold it together, but even with the extra shielding, he felt
Argos's presence. The prince walked up to where Bram and Noud were
speaking with Braden and placed a hand on each of their shoulders.

"You do realize this is temporary? It won't be long until we are
welcoming you, not as guests, but as family. Perhaps think about what
you'd like to do going forward and how best to ask Lady Telawynn for
leave."

Skye realized his mouth was hanging open and snapped it shut as Argos
took Nik's arm and pulled him off for quiet words.

"Any idea what that was about?" Garrett whispered, as they watched Skye's
grandparents greet the wing again. His grandmother took Kibli in one hand
and Revali in the other while she led them to the food.

Skye turned and looked for Kwill. **Kwill, we have a question.**

**And when the time is right, I'll have answers,** Kwill responded before
going silent.

'Little prick,' Skye mentally grumbled.

'He is toying with us,' Mistral grumbled.

**So... Guess that means he's not going to tell us,** Garrett mind-spoke.

Skye spent the next hour trying to make sure that everyone met all those
present. River, even more so than Garrett, stayed at his side and helped.
He wished he had more time to connect with everyone, but it wasn't going
to happen. He'd barely managed to get everyone in before they called for
the dinner to begin. A twelve-course meal because apparently, Darius
asked that they keep it light. By the time they were done, Skye wasn't
sure he could move.

**Relax, Skye. It doesn't all have to happen in one day. It will take
time for them to get acquainted and build relationships. I'm not sure
they could have dealt with more,** Garrett sent.

**You're right. I just hate not giving everyone appropriate time. I
haven't seen Jerrick and Taleel for a real visit in forever.** Skye
blushed as he heard the whine in his mental voice.

**Taleel will likely be stopping by our room later. He desperately needs
to talk with you. I think meeting Jhaeros shocked him. If you need alone
time, I could make some quality time with Jerrick, but only if you're
okay with it.**

Skye thought about it for a moment. 'Mistral, thoughts?'

'Jerrick is one of Garrett's best friends, and they've been separated for
longer than any time in the past. I don't think we should be bothered if
they want to reconnect. It would also allow us to give Taleel the
attention he needs.'

'You noticed too? It's got to be strong if it got through my shields and
Beck's. And what's up with that? Why was Beck helping me and not Kwill?
Even for the introductions, Beck stuck with us.'

'A question for later. I sense plots within plots that will not be easy
to untangle,' Mistral said.

**Garrett, I think that's a good idea. I'd rather be with you - always.
You know that, right?**

**I wouldn't have suggested it otherwise. You need to break Taleel in
again so we can share him. Don't think I don't have some selfish
motivation.**

Skye laughed out loud, and others turned to look at him before shaking
their heads and going back to their conversations. He took a moment to
think. The new wing-mates' reactions were mostly what he expected.
Mattekin was reserved but under the skin, was excited and terrified that
it was so much different than he'd expected. Raphael was floating on a
cloud, mostly about his new mate but also at seeing how the team
interacted and how welcoming Darius and Argos were.

Kibli and Revali had similar reactions of being overwhelmed yet hopeful
and not trusting that it could be real. Then there was Jhaeros. Skye
could tell that he was unnerved at meeting Taleel and then, like a kid in
a candy shop, at meeting all the others. Not surprising was how Willow
immediately bonded with the night elf and offered to show all of them his
garden.

Also not surprising was Mattekin's interpretation of the offer differing
from Jhaeros's, though both of them would likely end up happy.

*   Scene 5   *

"That was exhausting," Dillon said as he pulled down the covers on the
bed.

"I'm claiming it as a success, though a couple of times I thought Pater
was going to have me in tears."

Dillon stopped and turned to Skye. "Not now, but eventually, can you fill
me in on the new brothers' backgrounds?"

"Hmph. Yeah, that threw me too. So you know, Kwill did a dive on all the
new wing-mates and briefed Pater. Some of what he referred to...yeah,
I'll want a stiff drink before I explain."

"That's how it sounded." Dillon blushed and got an adorable smile on his
face.

"Hey, that demands an explanation," Skye accused.

"Like you don't already know. Did you pick them because of how attractive
they are? Because seriously, Skye." Dillon fanned himself.

"Anyone in particular?" Skye asked.

"Not really, but I can already see why you were concerned about Revali
and Kibli. And you're right, they do remind me of Chris when he first
came to us. If Arc can get it together, I think he'll be good for them."

Skye was about to respond when he felt another twinge and the room spun.
He braced himself on the nightstand.

"Are you okay?" Dillon had a worried look on his face.

"I think my magic is trying to send a message. At first, I thought I
might be getting sick, but as it has happened again and again, it reminds
me of how I felt when I put off bonding Lord Eluf. It started as soon as
I returned to Draga, but strangely it didn't happen the last time I was
here."

"You think your magic is telling you that you've waited long enough?"

"Possibly. I haven't claimed either Nekko or Cocachet, and it has been a
good while since my magic noticed them. Rebel and Basil have been more
recent. Or maybe it is Basil, and it's something to do with vampires. I
don't know, and my magic doesn't often give direct answers."

Skye turned toward the door when he heard voices.

"Prince Skye, General Del Nuit is here to see you. May I let him in?" the
guard asked.

"Yes, please." Skye would have rather had one of his wing-mates guarding
but with the four princes going in different directions and many of the
guards having just come from Underhill, the shifts weren't working out.

"I'll leave you two on your own." Dillon waggled his eyebrows.

"Dillon, wait. Could you find a way to discreetly check on Captain Nekko
and Admiral Cocachet? Maybe Rebel and Basil too. Perhaps Braden or Venci
could help?"

"I will." Dillon made a quick exit to his room.

"Skye?" Taleel stepped into the main room.

He didn't hesitate to run over to the black dragon and wrap him in his
arms. "Damn, I've missed you. We've got to come up with a better plan."

Taleel chuckled as he pulled Skye tighter against him. "Garrett's not
here?"

"Nope. He's 'reconnecting' with Jerrick."

The black dragon laughed even harder. "You know it's not like Jerrick's
gone without. Not only do we spend most nights together, but he's found a
number of the new crew more than willing to help him out."

It was Skye's turn to laugh. "I may have forgotten. Having spent all this
time with his cousin Venci, I can now say that when it comes to sex, they
are very much alike."

"Have you met their family?"

"No, why?" Skye's curiosity was piqued.

"Pretty sure it's in their genetics." Taleel stepped back, tugging at the
sleeves of his jacket. "About that new elf..."

"I'm assuming you mean Jhaeros? He's a night elf and son of the dark
fae's king, Arnakkhor. His mother is also a night elf and a precognizant.
She doesn't scry and seems to have no control over her visions. So far,
Jhaeros hasn't manifested his gift. What else do you want to know?"

"I'll confess to being shaken. It was almost like looking in the mirror
at a young version of me. If it weren't for the eyes..."

"We all noticed that the first time we met Jhaeros. His father resembles
you but not as strongly. Something else we learned while we were in
Underhill that might help is that almost all dragons have elves in their
ancestry. The idea of keeping the race pure and not taking mates from
outside is relatively new. And Keeper told us it isn't working."

"Seriously?" Taleel looked skeptical.

"I can't say it has been scientifically proven, but I believe him. I'm
totally guessing, but I would propose that somehow in your history, a
dragon mated with a night elf. We already knew I wasn't the first 'father
dragon.' Maybe you're descended from one of those matches."

Taleel began to pace, staring at the floor. "Most black dragons don't
share our appearance in human form. It is a family legend that Father
Dragon blessed one of our ancestors to give us our unique appearance. But
even in my line, the features don't always show."

"I'm sorry it upset you, but I don't see it as a bad thing." Skye paused
as the idea struck him. "You know it's possible the family legend isn't
so far off. What if it was someone like me, not Father Dragon but a
father dragon? It could be interpreted as a blessing if your ancestor
found their true mate in a night elf."

"You're right. I shouldn't be bothered. I can't imagine how you're
enduring all of us in one place. The emotions and thoughts I'm getting
from our wing-mates through the bonds are overwhelming. I didn't realize
how quiet it was only hearing Jerrick."

"Be glad you had him with you. We've learned that a wing-mate who is
separated gets what we've started calling bond sickness. We should always
have at least one wing-mate with us and preferably more." Skye knew that
it wasn't just general emotion and thoughts that were torturing Taleel, a
good portion of it was him feeling their lust.

'Skye, did you remember there's no wing-mate with Zo,' Mistral whispered.

'Shit, no I didn't. I know Kleitos has been checking on him, but I don't
know if that was enough. Add it to our list.'

Taleel stopped pacing and stiffened, letting out a loud groan as he threw
his head back. Skye stepped up behind him and pressed into his back,
settling his hands on the black dragon's hips.

"If you'd be willing, sex would help," Skye suggested.

Taleel let out an odd sound that may have been a laugh. He turned,
staying close to Skye but now looking at him. "Who are you, and what have
you done with Skye?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You. Suggesting sex? I didn't think I'd been away that long. Has the
universe shifted?" Taleel's smile lightened the teasing.

"If you're not interested." Skye tried unsuccessfully to pull away.

"Are you sure Garrett won't mind? He can be possessive at times," Taleel
asked.

"I'll ask him to be sure." Skye closed his eyes and reached out for
Garrett. **Hey, love. Taleel wants me to make sure you're okay with us
having sex.**

Skye immediately felt the wave of amusement. **Gee, one time... Yes, I'm
sure, and if I'm really lucky and the timing works, I might join. You're
planning to keep him there all night?**

**That was the plan.**

**It won't take me that long with Jerrick, and he has this crazy idea of
hooking up with as many of us as he can. He's got this notion that he
could be called back to work at any time.**

Skye smiled. He could see Taleel watching him intently as if he'd pick up
on his chat with his mate. **That does sound like Jerrick. If you want me
to share, let me know; otherwise, I'll shield so you can focus on him.**

**Love you.**

**Love you right back. And I hope you get to join us.** Skye tightened
his grip on Taleel's hips. "Shouldn't you be naked?"

Skye quickly stripped when Taleel released him. He tossed the clothes on
the floor, not wanting to waste a moment. He sat on the edge of the bed
and watched as Taleel undressed. Skye was pleased that the black dragon
was taking longer because he certainly enjoyed the show.

"Hm. I almost forgot how sexy you are and how big those muscles were,"
Skye teased, making Taleel pause with one leg on the floor and tangled in
his pants. "You need help?"

"Father Dragon, no. I'll never manage this with your kind of help."

Skye snickered. "Doesn't mean you wouldn't enjoy it."

'I want to fuck him,' Mistral demanded.

'That was my plan. I've missed that amazing muscled ass, and since he
doesn't often give up his dragon hole, he'll be especially tight and
responsive.'

Taleel was similar to Garrett in size, tall with a bodybuilder physique,
ebony skin, pointed ears, and fascinating silver-gray swirling eyes. He
had black silky hair that was pulled up in a top knot and long bangs that
framed his face. Taleel's large round pecs were home to a pair of
succulent, large dragon nipples.

"You are as stunning as I remembered," Skye whispered.

"It hasn't been that long, little dragon." Taleel tossed the last of his
clothing aside and stepped close to Skye, making him look up. "What did
you have planned for me?"

Skye grinned and slid his hand between Taleel's muscled thighs, cupping
his large balls in his palm. "Hm. I thought I'd see if I could empty
these. Maybe make you scream my name. Oh, and see if I could break my
record for how many orgasms I can give you in one night."

Sliding his hand farther, Skye let his finger tease Taleel's dragon hole.
He arched an eyebrow and looked at Taleel in question when he found the
black dragon already slick.

"Father Dragon, I've already told you that you ruined me."

"You have? I don't remember that discussion." Skye found himself pushed
back on the bed, his body pressed into the mattress and his mouth claimed
by Taleel. Heat built quickly.

'Open our mind up to him a little more,' Mistral said. 'There's something
else going on that we're not seeing.'

Skye eased up on his shielding enough to be open to Taleel. He
immediately sensed a sadness and melancholy in the dragon that was not
his norm.

'I wish I knew what Cory felt like when he got the bond sickness. I have
to wonder if this is a milder version.'

'You realize if we were around, Cory wouldn't have gotten the bond
sickness?' The criticism was all too evident in Mistral's tone.

'Oh, yeah.' Skye tried to dive deeper and didn't come up with anything
more helpful than Taleel longing for his own bond-mate. 'Let's assume
that's what it is. If so, sex and proximity to the wing should make him
feel better.'

'Sex makes everything better.' Mistral's sage-like tone made Skye smile
into Taleel's kiss.

"Father Dragon, I missed you." Taleel had his arms braced on either side
of Skye.

Skye ground himself against Taleel's tight abs. "Still haven't answered
me. 'Cause to my eyes, everything looks perfect-nothing ruined."

"Brat. You know you were the first I allowed to enter me. Now... Fuck,
now I crave it. Why did you do that to me?"

"Because I couldn't resist your amazing ass, and even if I could, I
wouldn't want you missing out. Still don't understand how you could go so
long denying yourself something that felt so good."

"Grrrr." Taleel kissed down Skye's neck to his shoulder.

A thought came through to Skye now that he was open to his wing-mate, and
he gripped Taleel's shoulder looking into his eyes. "You've got to be
kidding me! Why are you still fighting this? You're still holding back
from letting others take you?" Skye's voice might have edged into
shouting.

"Garrett did when he visited, and Jerrick has a couple of times, but you
know he prefers bottoming. I was waiting for you," Taleel grumbled.

"Stupid dragon." Skye flipped them so now Taleel was on the bottom.

'I don't think we can do extensive foreplay. He's already on edge,'
Mistral observed.

Skye kissed Taleel driving his tongue into the dragon's welcoming mouth.
The heat built quickly into a frenzy of lips, teeth, and tongue. 'Then
let's give him a ride he'll never forget.' Skye started to pull his magic
and let his senses take in what Taleel's body was telling him.

'Trust our abilities and go with what feels right,' Mistral advised.

Skye released Taleel's lips and kissed along his jaw, then moved down his
neck. He ran his tongue down the valley between the dragon's muscled
pecks before teasing one of his swollen nipples.

Taleel let out a low moan.

"Something else you neglected before me," Skye teased as he took the
thick nub into his mouth and sucked. He ran his hand over the curve of
Taleel's other pectoral before pinching that nipple and stroking it like
he'd draw out the dragon milk Taleel was hoarding.

"Skye..."

"Hmm..."

"Can't you just fuck me already?" Taleel's voice broke several times as
he spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll get there. But you have to remember how much I like
dragon nipples." He gave an extra hard suck before moving his mouth to
the other one. "Did you know, I've found with Garrett if I work them hard
enough, I can make him cum?"

"Please..." Taleel gasped, and Skye got his first taste of dragon
ambrosia from the black.

"Oooo...so good. You should make sure all your lovers milk these."

"But..."

Once Skye had both nipples leaking, he licked his way down Taleel's
defined abs, tracking the valleys until he came to his Adonis belt and
paused to admire the dripping cock.

"I think I want to taste you before I get inside you."

"No, Skye, please... I nee... aheeeee" Taleel cried out as Skye took him
into his mouth.

The black dragon wasn't nearly as big as his mate, except for his glans
which made it like sucking a mushroom. He got the velvety, hard cock into
his throat and enjoyed how he was making the tough dragon fall apart.
Taleel's pre-cum was delicious but Skye remembered that his dragon seed
would be even better. He'd already gathered his magic, so he slowly let
it seep into Taleel, filling every corner with his power.

"Father Dragon...What did you... OHHHHH!"

Skye slid his finger inside Taleel's tight hole. There was just enough
slick that his finger breached him easily. It took seconds to find his
pleasure spot as the nubs gripped and pulled on Skye. The black dragon
was already glowing, and his body vibrated with Skye's power.

"Someone has a hungry dragon hole," Skye teased as he pushed in a second
finger before taking Taleel back into his mouth. When the dragon was
ready, Skye got a third finger inside him and began penetrating him, hard
and fast while he sucked.

"Nn...Nno...Not g...going to last," Taleel moaned as his body writhed.

Skye kept a good grip on Taleel's hip as he sucked harder and pounded his
fingers in and out of Taleel's ass. Using his magic, he increased the
dragon's arousal, and then adding his telekinetic abilities, he began
milking Taleel's nipples and doubled the sensations on his prostate.

"FUCK!" Taleel exploded into his mouth, and Skye drank down every
delicious drop while not slowing down his assault on his dragon hole. He
pulled off when he was sure there was no more dragon seed but kept his
fingers wiggling inside his lover.

'He's tighter than all our other dragon wing-brothers,' Mistral
complained. 'He needs more sex. Sex is good for a dragon, and our wing-
mates' seed builds stronger bonds.'

'You're absolutely right, Mistral. We'll have to make sure that Taleel's
ass stays full.' Skye moved to kiss Taleel's inner thighs, burying his
nose in the crevice between leg and groin to capture Taleel's scent.
"You're almost ready."

"What are you doing?" Taleel whimpered. His body still twisting and
turning as his hole was fingered.

'Maybe we should have rimmed him and then used some lube.' Skye pushed in
more of his magic, increasing the sensitivity in Taleel's channel and
drawing out more of his slick. "Getting you ready, what else?"

"Please, Skye. Please fuck me already," Taleel pleaded, his nipples now
dripping and his body covered in a sheen of perspiration. He threw his
head back and groaned, arching his hips and thrusting his dick into the
air. He was as hard as ever, even after the powerful release in Skye's
mouth. Taleel let out another moan, and his body shuddered with an anal
orgasm.

"There we go, now you should start feeling a little more into it," Skye
said.

"Father Dragon, you're going to kill me."

"Please. Have you been gone so long you've forgotten what good sex feels
like?" Skye lifted Taleel's muscled legs and lined himself up, pushing
all the way into the tight hole in one thrust.

"Fuuuuuck..." Taleel grabbed his knees and held them back to get Skye in
deeper.

Skye pushed in as far as he could go and leaned in to kiss the dragon. He
took his mouth while he thrusted, continuing to abuse his nipples and
prostate with his powers. Taleel's dragon hole was sheer heaven, tight,
slick, and the nubs were massaging and stroking Skye as he slid in and
out. By the time he'd fucked him hard enough to get two more anal orgasms
out of Taleel, he knew he was getting close to orgasm himself.

**Garrett, how close are you to joining?** Skye sent to his mate.

**Just got to the door. Am I too late?** Garrett asked.

**Really close. Damn but he feels so good. Once I fill him up, I'm going
to get his cock inside me. As soon as he starts, I want you to join.**

**Oh, babe. My pleasure.** Garrett's lust gave Skye a rush.

"I've missed your ass, Taleel. You're so tight and so perfect for my
dick. I think I'll fuck some more cum out of you. You don't mind, do
you?"

Skye didn't give him a chance to answer before he was licking the inside
of Taleel's mouth. All it took was a little tweak and a squeeze to
Taleel's prostate, and he felt the hot load erupt between them, Taleel's
hole tightening and squeezing Skye even more.

"SKYE! UGHHHHH!"

Skye ground his hips and pumped his seed deep into Taleel, prolonging the
black dragon's orgasm until one flowed into two. He knew Taleel's dragon-
hole would absorb his cum before Garrett had a chance to get inside him.

Using his strength, Skye flipped them so Taleel was on top. Skye slowly
let his hips drop, withdrawing from the dragon's ass. A little more
magic, and he ensured that Taleel would stay hard. He spread his legs and
gripping the dragon's firm ass, he pulled him forward until his cock was
rubbing against Skye's hole.

"Your turn."

"Skye... I don't think..."

Skye wiggled until he got Taleel's cock inside him and then squeezed his
ass, pulling him in until he'd bottomed out in Skye. Taleel may have been
bigger, but Skye had unusual strength and didn't have trouble putting the
black dragon exactly where he wanted him. He felt a little guilty about
the hand-print shaped bruises Taleel would likely have on both ass
cheeks.

"Mm. You feel so good inside me. Did you miss me, Taleel?" Skye took
control and used Taleel like his own fuck toy, making the dragon's dick
slide in and out.

"Fuck, Skye..." Taleel panted and slowly started thrusting on his own.
"Father Dragon, but you're dangerous."

Skye could feel Garrett approaching and opened up to his mate. **I got
him loosened up for you, love. You'd have never gotten in that tight
hole, I'd suggest lubing up before you try. He's still tight.**

Garrett kept quiet, and Skye could feel the heat of Taleel's ass as
Garrett pressed into him.

"What the fuck?" Taleel tried to pull up, but Skye held him in place as
Garrett slid his thick cock the rest of the way in, bottoming out in
Taleel's already well-fucked dragon hole.

"I missed this ass, buddy," Garrett growled, his deep voice vibrating
through Skye.

Skye gripped Taleel's neck and pulled him back in for another kiss.
Feeling Garrett's sensations was like having another go and adding it to
Taleel being inside him, Skye thought it was perfect.

'Would be better with a couple more wing-mates,' Mistral said.

Skye felt a flush as the image came to mind and he quickly pushed it away
to focus on the moment. He mentally reached out to the black dragon.
**Let go, Taleel. Let us take care of you. We'll make you cum as many
times as you can handle,** Skye sent.

**Then we'll fuck this tight ass a few more times just to make sure you
remember,** Garrett added.

*   Scene 6   *

Skye felt like purring as Garrett stepped up behind him, wrapping his
arms around him and nuzzling into his neck. Skye was smiling already,
just appreciating the view of Taleel's gorgeous ebony body spread eagle
on the bed. Even from several feet away, he could tell that his dragon
hole hadn't closed.

'May want to ask Dillon to have some of that special cream handy,'
Mistral suggested. 'His tits are going to be burning, and his hole might
be a little sore.'

'True, that might have been a new record for us. Too bad they don't have
anything to help aching balls. Maybe we should ask Quanta if there's a
spell.' Skye giggled as Garrett tickled his ear with his nose.

"That was fucking amazing, babe."

"It was-" Skye paused when he felt Venci's mental poke.

**Morning, Venci.** Skye didn't bother shielding out Garrett. It was
getting harder and harder to do anyway.

**Skye, um... we may have a problem. You know how you wanted Dillon to
have us check on people?**

**Yeah...**

**Well...seems that Captain Nekko is missing. He left on an unscheduled
holiday yesterday, and no one knows where he went. And the more pressing
concern is that General Cocachet is here, and he almost collapsed in our
meeting. Since you asked, I thought maybe you'd know what was going on.**
Venci sounded worried.

**Shit. Okay, I think it may be because we haven't completed the bond.
Can you get him to a room...um...where we could do 'that'?**

**I'll let you know where,** Venci responded.

"Shit, shit, shit. Garrett, can you use your connections or maybe Pater's
and find out where Captain Nekko went? We may need to go to him," Skye
said.

"Sure, this is serious, isn't it?"

"I think it's like what happened with Lord Eluf but is also messed up
because of our time in Underhill. Let's assume we need to act quickly.
Hopefully, Rebel and Basil are okay."

"Do you need help with Admiral Cocachet?"

"If I do, I'll get one of the wing-mates or River." Skye closed his eyes
for a moment. "One of the wing-mates then. It's more important that you
find Captain Nekko."

"Got it." Garrett made a quick exit and passed Dillon coming in the door.

"Good, you're here. Can you take care of Taleel? Oh, and if anyone has
word on the vampires, please mind-speak me. I'm going to see if I can
help Admiral Cocachet."

Dillon smirked but thankfully didn't say anything.

'I think our elf questioned the use of "help,"' Mistral said.

'Yeah, yeah, I'm sticking with it. Maybe he won't want the sex option.'

Mistral's laugh echoed in Skye's mind as he headed for the door.

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Cast:

* Aksel, gold dragon, bond-mate to Master Mage Quanta

* Allanna, night elf, mate to Arnakkhor, King of the Unseelie, has the
gift of foresight

* Arcturus, bear-shifter, 6'7", black curly hair with a thick beard, dark
brown eyes and fair complexion. Notable body hair on a thick muscled
body. Unusually well-endowed. New to the wing and position and placement
is not yet decided. Living with Mica temporarily. Has a younger half-
brother Charlie.

* Argos D' Or Drakken, human, Prince, bond-mate to Darius, 'Pater' of
Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos, & Nikias. Adoptive father of Christos. Born on
Earth - Greece. Has some characteristics and magic of a red dragon but
not a dragon form. Artist. His valet is Benson.

* Arnakkhor - night elf, King of the Unseelie, 6' tall, ebony black skin,
hair, and eyes.

* Beckus "Beck," psion, 4'7" (138.4 cm), blue skin, blue eyes, and white
hair. Bonded as a pair with River and also a member of Skye's wing. Son
of Kwill.

* Braden Thomas, Ensign, gold dragon, 5'10" robust, dark blond hair,
round face, pale gold skin, light blue eyes - Personal Assistant to
Prince Skye and Prince Garrett. Member of Skye's wing. Previously served
in HealthCorps.

* Bram, elf, guard in service to the Queen Mother, Lady Telawynn,
strawberry blond hair, pale green eyes, about six feet tall, muscular for
an elf assigned to Skye's team going into Underhill

* Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon, 5'10", bodybuilder, red hair, pale
complexion, and emerald green eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing.
Temero: Biology and Anthropology

* Caladwen, elf, former Queen of the Fae, grandmother to Gilian and
Dillon

* Charlie Eklund, human, grandfather of Skye and River, married to Nancy.
Born on Earth - U.S.A.

* Chaz Blackclaw, were-dagger, 6'1", Ranger - athletic build, medium
complexion, shoulder-length dark brown, wavy hair, chiseled face with
dark brows and lashes, a neatly trimmed beard and striking blue eyes.
Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Security

* Christos D' Or Drakken, were-panther, Prince (without rights of
succession), adopted son of Darius and Argos. Born on Draga. Student. A
member of Skye's wing.

* Claudius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, brother of
Darius. Executed for Treason.

* Corey Armstrong, human. College mate of Skye from earth. 5'11", fit,
athletic build, dark tan, brown hair, brown eyes. Former Prince Consort
to King Tertian of Pembra. Bonded to Ronan D'Or Talon, a gold dragon.
Member of Skye's wing.

* Darius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Emperor, Father of Garrett, Zopyros,
Kleitos, and Nikias, Adoptive father of Christos and bond-mated to Argos.

* Dillon, Elf, 5'9" slender and fit with auburn hair and green eyes.
Grandson of the former Queen Caladwen and brother of Gilian. Serve's as
Skye and Garrett's valet but is treated more like family. Biologically
changed by Skye's magic - enabling him to bond and carry a dragonling. A
member of Skye's wing.

* Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale
complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes.
Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Food Services

* Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold
skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue
eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Surveillance and Data
Analysis

* Garrett D' Or Drakken, gold dragon (Rett), Prince, oldest son of
Darius/Argos, heir apparent to the Empire, bond-mate to Skye Tomas
Eklund. Commander within Galicon. A member of Skye's wing. Black hair,
dark eyes, dark olive/golden skin. Smooth, bodybuilder physique.

* Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown
hair and brilliant green eyes. Sister of Dillon and granddaughter of the
former Queen Caladwen. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero:
Botany

* Gramthor - dwarf, chieftain of the exiled dwarves, 4' tall, dark brown
hair and beard

* Grandma B - Brenda Fenmore Carlson, Skye's maternal grandmother,
confesses she was rescued and hidden in Underhill. Was married to James
Carlson, daughter was Amy Marie Carlson.

* Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard,
dark hair, and pale green eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing.
Temero: Geology and Archeology

* Ian Cornell, human, 5'11", human bond-mate, Priest at the palace,
stocky athletic build, pale skin, dark hair, bright blue eyes, perpetual
five o'clock shadow. Bonded to the gold dragon Nelson "Nels"

* Itheral, senior high elf healer living in Underhill, slender, long
white hair, white beard.

* Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build,
notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes
with gold starburst. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Medical

* Jerrick Lopez, copper dragon, long auburn braids, 6'1", ripped,
swimmers build, copper skin, dark brown eyes. Part of Protectorate Patrol
and a medic. Member of Skye's wing.

* Jhaeros, night elf, son of Arnakkhor and Allanna, 6' tall, ebony skin
and hair with dark eyes.

* Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", bodybuilder, red-gold hair, skin more
bronze than gold, blue eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero:
Ship's Systems

* Juhla, Braden's dragon's name.

* Kavide, night elf warrior serving Arnakkhor, black skin, hair and eyes

* Kazemkhor, night elf, brother of Arnakkhor. Ebony skin, gray eyes,
black hair. About six feet tall with a slender lean build.

* Kessalee, elf, master mage, older elf, silvery white hair plaited into
fanciful braids, a neatly trimmed goatee and pale gray eyes

* Kibli, half-elf/half-dwarf rescued from Hell World, son of Kabli,
rejected by the dwarves

* Kleitos D' Or Drakken, [KLEE-tos] gold dragon (Ormarr), Prince, third
son of Darius/Argos. Medic. A member of Skye's wing.

* Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped,
slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes, and a pretty
face. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Ship's Systems and
Programming

* Kwill, psion, 4'8" (143.5 cm), blue skin, black hair, bonded partner
with Skye. Member of Skye's wing.

* Leesai Tedurian, [LEE-say] Felecian, female 6'6", muscled and ripped,
skin is a deep golden brown and has a mane of light brown hair, yellow
cat's eyes, a little larger and set farther apart, cheekbones more
pronounced than a human's, has a tail. Member of the guard and Skye's
wing. Temero: Security

* Lord Eluf Sorenson - formerly human, Vampire King. 6'2", lean, fit
build with white blond hair and blue eyes. Dark ivory skin. Distant
ancestor of Skye and River. Due to bonding with Skye must feed on dragon
blood. Member of Skye's wing.

* Manoson - gnome and chieftain of the tribes evacuating hell world

* Mattekin, druid shifter assisting Master Mage Quanta with the healing
of the heartstone

* Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus
length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude."
Commander of Skye's guard and member of his wing. Temero: Engineering and
Maintenance

* Mordish, elf, court mage in Underhilll, mature with light brown hair
streaked with gray and a short-cropped beard

* Nancy Eklund, human, grandmother of Skye and River, married to Charlie.
Born on Earth - U.S.A.

* Nikias D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, fourth son of Darius/Argos,
bond-mate to River Markus Eklund. Student. A member of Skye's wing.
Temero: Astrogation and Engineering

* Noud, elf, guard in service to the Queen Mother, Lady Telawynn,
platinum blond hair, pale blue eyes, about six feet tall, muscular for an
elf assigned to Skye's team going into Underhill

* Ormarr, Kleitos's dragon's name.

* Prada, Venci's dragons' name.

* Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, short-cropped
dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing.
Temero: Tactical and Weapons

* Raphael Night Blossom, elf, Ranger, raven black hair, leaf green eyes,
very pretty

* Revali, siren, first introduced as "Boy, 5' 9", skinny/malnourished,
golden brown skin, dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, looks younger than
his age. A member of Skye's wing.

* Rilien Eklund, (formerly Rilien Meadowdove), Elf, 5'6" often described
as delicate and pretty with fair skin, ash-blond hair, and green eyes. He
has a slender, fit build. Rilien has magical ability and is expected to
become a mage. His father was a high elf mage, his mother was a meadow
elf married to Tiberius Meadowdove. Skye's ward and a member of his wing.

* River Markus Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon (Storm). Prince,
bond-mate to Nikias. Born human on Earth - U.S.A. Student. A member of
Skye's wing. Temero: Tactical and Weapons

* Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon (Mistral), Prince,
bond-mate to Garrett. Born human on Earth - U.S.A. Temero: Communications
and Medical. Fitness model build with golden skin, platinum blond hair,
and blue eyes.

* Taleel Del Nuit - General, black dragon, 6'3", ebony skin, pointed
ears, silver/mercury colored eyes, shiny, straight black hair often worn
in a top knot with ponytail. Bodybuilder physique. Part of Protectorate
Patrol and decorated General in Ground Forces. Member of Skye's wing.

* Teak Swallowfly, fairy, with a human form 5'11", large colorful wings
that become a tattoo when he shifts to human. Athletic build, golden
brown, curly hair to his shoulders, bright blue eyes, rich, warm brown
skin. Former thief and spy and noted hacker. Now works with Pater's
agents on clandestine research and spying for Skye. Member of Skye's
wing.

* Telawynn, elf, Queen Mother, mother to former Queen Caladwen, Great-
Grandmother to Gilian, Dillon and King Theon

* Tennat, psion, in service to Emperor Darius

* Tiev D' Or Drakken, blue dragon, partner of Claudius. Executed for
Treason.

* Thillean - former elf king and consort of Caladwen, now Regent

* Thockta - chief of the ogres evacuating out of hell world, his father
was Chockta

* Venci Lopez, [VEN-see] Copper dragon (Prada), lean, slender build,
auburn pompadour, copper skin, dark brown eyes. Senior Personal Assistant
to Prince Skye and Prince Garrett. Member of Skye's wing.

* Willow Eklund, Nymph, 5'10" muscular and voluptuous, large dark
nipples, with golden green skin, blue and green eyes, and greenish blond
hair. Skye's ward and member of his wing.

* Zade - night elf warrior in service to Arnakkhor, black skin, black
hair and eyes

* Zopyros D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, currently without royal rank,
second son of Darius/Argos. Medic specializing in non-dragon/magical
species. Being held by the priesthood in penance for crimes against the
Royal family.

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