Chapter 62: Sound the Alarm

Birgir:

“Eli, what is it?” Onyx asked in a soft tone as she kneeled down to his level, frowning softly as tears slipped from his eyes.

“Don’t cry, it will be okay.” Onyx reassured him as she wiped away the stray tears that failed to stop.

“Jun’s water broke…before they took off with them.” Eli whispered hoarsely as Amelia nodded to what he said was “true”.

“Where’s Dirk? How’s Willow?” Onyx shot up like someone had ignited a fire under her ass.

“Dirk went with Mei and them to track the “Whatever” those beasts were. Willow is in her room resting in early labor.” Amelia smiled softly with tears sliding down her cheeks.

Onyx turned to us as loud, roaring howls ripped through the skies, spooking the wildlife into a frenzy as two silvery Lycans appeared with a tiny white fox hot on their heels.

“There they are, but where’s Max?” I pointed out towards the tree line as they appeared in shorts and shirts, covered in heavy layers of mud and debris.

Rushing out towards them as Mei scooped Onyx into a tight hug, crying her apologizes into her neck as Onyx patted her back in understanding.

JR shot us a concerned expression as Byron and Lea appeared from the tree line with their “walker” forces slithering out from the shadows like some kind of haunted mist.

“Max stayed behind just in case, but we found the “Entrance” and those “FUCKERS” are on my shit list.” Mei pulled back with a silent rage burning darkly behind her golden orbs, flashing Onyx an evil smirk.

“That’s creepy.” Ejder snorted in amusement as Mei tilted her head to the side, squinting her eyes at me like I was the one to say something.

“Tell your “Dragon” there’s nothing “creepy” with me wanting to rip apart some mechanically induced beasts, tasting their hot, sticky blood run from my mouth in victory.” Mei stepped forward taking me by surprise as Ejder wailed in laughter.

“LEXI!” Mei shouted in her powerful voice, causing Dirk to jump a little as his panic set in full force.

“Dirk, breath. We’ll get them back.” I spoke calmly as he gripped my forearm like a vise, shaking as his body started glowing blue.

“Dirk, Sweetheart. You need to calm down.” Mei shifted quickly, grabbing him by his neck to make him focus on her and Moon.

“His Fox Spirit is trying to take control.” Our dragons spoke calmly in our link, feeling the intense energy surge from his body as his eyes betrayed him with tears flowing like waterfalls.

“She’s scared, and in labor.” Dirk rasped out between tears as Onyx hugged him like a sister would in a time of need.

“We need to meet with the council.” Onyx spoke firmly as everyone nodded in agreement, looking over her shoulder as Dirk fought to calm his rushing emotions.

Byron and Lea were on top of their game as a portal appeared, stepping through as we faced a long corridor with three story tall, dark mahogany doors with a golden emblem of all the shifter species.

“DON’T TELL ME YOU CAN’T GET…Oh, JR, Mei, how is everyone? How many injured? Do you need anything at all?” A short, broad chested woman with peppered hair hugged Mei with a concerned expression.

“She was just ready to “Rip” someone apart and now, she’s all sweet and lovely.” Davyn scoffed in our link not wanting to piss her off.

“The Legendary Silverfang Brothers. I’m Elle, head elder to the Werewolf Realm.” She spoke gingerly as she held her hand out to us, shaking with a decent strength for her age.

“WHERE’S DESMOND? AND GET HILO, NOW!” Ella turned away shouting commands like a high admiral during a siege.

“I smell Fox.” Ella sniffed the air as her eyes grew large like saucers, looking around Mikkel’s broad chest as Dirk stood in shock.

“Oh-ho. Dragons and Foxes. What’s next Unicorns and Phoenix’s?” King Hilo appeared behind Ella as she spun on her heel, smacking his chest playfully.

“Not “Funny” Hilo.” Elle looked at him with a bright glimmer in her eye.

Holy Shit!

Werewolf Elder and Fairy King are a couple.

“Interesting.” Ejder laughed darkly, causing me to burst out laughing shaking my hand at everyone’s concerned expression.

“Is that all you know is “Interesting” when you discover new things?” I laughed darkly at Ejder as he scoffed a cloud of smokey soot in my face.

Onyx smiled brightly at me as I fought to regain my breath, grabbing her hand to calm myself down before I pissed someone off.

“Royally.” Ejder rebutted, causing the laughter to erupt heavier from my chest.

“Wait! You have your “Dragons”.” Hilo pointed at us with a cocked smirk as Ella stood mouth agape in realization.

Hilo dashed off quickly, returning with a hand carved cart, cradling a massive scaled bound book with an old-time skeleton key clasp.

“Someone mind explaining.” Onyx snarled lowly as her skin crawled along in waves as Shehad grew annoyed.

Sliding up to her as we rubbed her back and arms, soothing out the sudden lapse in mood.

“My apologizes…” Hilo bowed his head in respect, waiting for who he was addressing.

“Shehad.” Onyx spoke in a dark, gravelly voice perking our senses into overdrive hearing her dragon speak but it was Onyx’s human form.

“Right, my apologizes Shehad-dd…” Hilo stuttered her name as the gears clicked in place and invisible smoke started to roll from his ears as his fingers flipped through the old, musty pages.

Hilo and Ella trailed their fingers over the pages, stopping abruptly as their eyes snapped up to us with large, Cheshire grins.

“If you’re Shehad, then I suspect you three are Druk, Ejder, and Volos. The original Silverfang triplets.” Ella smiled evilly as Hilo continued to trail his finger through the pages.

Nodding “yes” as our dragons roared in pride that they were known among the Elder Council.

“Wait, how do you know who they are?” JR asked with a curious tone as Ella and Hilo smiled with a creepy smirk.

“The “Dragon Archive”.” Hilo laughed darkly, slapping his hand against the massive book with a cloud of musty dust, billowing from the old text.

“Sorry for my tardiness.” The infamous Vampire King laughed lightly as he strolled into the council chambers, looking like he came back from a safari with his khakis, matching jacket and black combat boots.

“Safari Motherfucker. Safari!” The famous line, Robin Williams elephant trumpeted in “Death to Smoochie” popped into my head out of nowhere, causing Ejder to lose his shit in laughter.

“Good one.” He laughed darkly as Desmond kissed Onyx on the cheek, patting our shoulders with a shit eating grin.

“Okay, where do we start?” Hilo asked Desmond with the same shit eating grin as they flipped through the pages.

“I’m sure their dragons filled them in on certain key points.” Desmond smiled darkly with a bright glint flashing over his red flecked orbs.

“Yeah, the last of the bloodlines and evolution of the species.” I laughed darkly, holding Onyx to my chest as Davyn and Mikkel held her hands with relaxed smiles.

“To a point, yes, but it’s a little more complex.” Hilo laughed as him and Desmond poured a few glasses of whiskey.

Our dragons humming oddly as they stayed in the shadows.

“You, my lovely are the soul heir to the Throne along with you three “numbnuts”, however, not just the Dragon Realm.” Desmond tilted his glass in “salute” clinking his glass with Hilo.

“What is he talking about?” Mikkel asked in link, receiving low grumblings from our dragons.

“We’re the “Original” bloodlines, so he means “the Throne of the Supernatural Realms”. We are the highest Royals in all the species. So, the evolution of all species falls on us.” Shehad growled lowly as Onyx stiffened under our embrace.

Looking down at her as her eyes flashed that beautiful golden hue as they narrowed into slits. Purring darkly against her as Shehad conversed silently, snapping her eyes up to Desmond and Hilo with the largest Cheshire Cat grins I had ever seen.

“Do you understand now?” Desmond spoke darkly, licking his lips like a buffet had been laid out in front of him.

“Careful, Shehad might eat him as a snack.” Druk laughed darkly with his brothers as their eyes glowed a fluorescent green with a silver sheen.

“It’s no coincidence that you three were rescued by the Lycan Royals, Atlas slaughtering the traffickers that were after Onyx in Vegas, or the fact Onyx showed-up with Lea and Byron’s situation. It’s all written here.” Desmond smiled darkly as his sharpened nail tapped the musty, yellowed page inside the “Dragon Archive”.

“I’m so “Proud”.” Volos mocked a happy cheer in a dark, raspy tone.

“So, how do we get our girls back with Mam, Pap, and Nana?” Onyx asked with a firm tone as she stood up with a strong aura of power.

“Call upon the Realms. You are the Royals, sound the alarm.” Desmond held his hand out like she should have already known that answer.

“Careful Vampire, I haven’t had a decent snack lately.” Shehad growled back, causing Desmond to step back clasping Hilo’s shirt in laughter.

“Your Highness, I mean no harm. Forgive this ancient “Blood Sucker”.” Desmond bowed playfully as we all stood gob smacked.

Onyx walked into the center of the chamber, watching as her markings began to glow a pulsating gold, feeling the forceful pull to “Go to her”.

“Go.” Ejder commanded as we circled around her, feeling our mating marks heat up, releasing in unison a powerful, echoing roar that shook the ground in a silent signal.

“Now, Go! Train and gather your army. Kano and Zek are in for a serious wake-up call.” Desmond smiled brightly as we left the chambers, back into our destroyed room.