Only For Her Dragon (Dragon Guard Series Book 6) by Julia Mills Page A
Authors: Julia Mills
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more tension filled his body. Charlie had been a beautiful distraction but reality was staring him in the face, and it was time for justice.
A few weeks ago, he would have savored the hunt for the traitor. He dreamed of the day they would finally remove the black mark from his family’s heritage. Dreamed of watching his younger brother in chains, imprisoned for his crimes, pleading for mercy when there would be none. It would be the one time the blood of a dragon staining the ground would not make Aaron sick. The little shit had whined about torture, now he would know death.
Aaron could only imagine the shame his parents felt, looking down on their youngest from the Heavens, seeing the abomination he’d become. Andrew would be caught, stand trial before the Tribunal, and die a traitor’s death. It was the only way to remove the dishonor from their family name.
Aaron dug deep, trying to find at least an ounce of sympathy for his brother turned traitor, but there was none. He’d done it to himself. Andrew was responsible for his own fate. The Heavens knew Aidan had done everything in his power to convince Andrew to turn himself in, even when the asshole had kidnapped and tortured Grace. Sure, ‘A’ had fought their little brother, had threatened to tear him limb from limb, but after all was said and done, Aidan still wanted to see the shithead returned to the clan.
Like that shits ever gonna happen. Asshole needs to die. There’s no redemption after what he’s done.
The fire he’d built reached a good blaze. The flames licked at the night as Aaron stood staring...reliving a time when the three brothers had been thick as thieves and twice as bad.
Before their little brother had been born, the twins had been inseparable. Nothing could come between them. Their mindspeak had been immediate; they finished each other’s sentences, and shared each other’s thoughts. Their days had been filled with fun and training, always dreaming of a future filled with honor.
Along came Andrew with his mismatched eyes and chubby little face. Things should’ve been awkward, but the little bugger fit right into their gang, brandishing his stick turned sword like a pro and following orders like a true soldier. Their duo became a trio and they never missed a beat.
Andrew quickly picked up their strategy as they sought to free princesses from the clutches of the evil sea captains, or liberate captives from their prisons. The brothers’ days were filled with fun and dreams of the day they would assume their father’s role. The three would become the proud Guardsmen they were meant to be.
All had gone as planned and they’d had years of ridding the world of their greatest enemies. Aaron had always been the muscle, Aidan the brains, and Andrew possessed the unique ability to see the whole picture. Their parents had attributed it to him being ‘ the Special One’ and maybe that was true, but Aaron always figured it was just that the three of them made the perfect team. They had completed mission after mission, enjoyed countless victories over their enemies, and been as close as three brothers could be.
Sure, Andrew had been a lazy bum most of the time. Everyone, not just the twins, took up for him, kicked his ass when he screwed up, put up with his lame excuses, and treated him like one of their own. But his ability to see the big picture had always made up for all his shortcomings; that ability was one that should’ve come in handy the night everything went to hell, however, there’s no explaining Fate.
“Yo, dreamer, whatcha say we get this show on the road?” Kyra’s words, along with the swat to his arm, brought him back to the future.
“Sounds good to me,” Aaron chuckled as he backed away, taking his spot in their circle.
“We’re standing at the four corners–air, water, wind, and earth. These elements will give us the power needed to track the traitor and provide the cover our friends need.”
She pulled a
A few weeks ago, he would have savored the hunt for the traitor. He dreamed of the day they would finally remove the black mark from his family’s heritage. Dreamed of watching his younger brother in chains, imprisoned for his crimes, pleading for mercy when there would be none. It would be the one time the blood of a dragon staining the ground would not make Aaron sick. The little shit had whined about torture, now he would know death.
Aaron could only imagine the shame his parents felt, looking down on their youngest from the Heavens, seeing the abomination he’d become. Andrew would be caught, stand trial before the Tribunal, and die a traitor’s death. It was the only way to remove the dishonor from their family name.
Aaron dug deep, trying to find at least an ounce of sympathy for his brother turned traitor, but there was none. He’d done it to himself. Andrew was responsible for his own fate. The Heavens knew Aidan had done everything in his power to convince Andrew to turn himself in, even when the asshole had kidnapped and tortured Grace. Sure, ‘A’ had fought their little brother, had threatened to tear him limb from limb, but after all was said and done, Aidan still wanted to see the shithead returned to the clan.
Like that shits ever gonna happen. Asshole needs to die. There’s no redemption after what he’s done.
The fire he’d built reached a good blaze. The flames licked at the night as Aaron stood staring...reliving a time when the three brothers had been thick as thieves and twice as bad.
Before their little brother had been born, the twins had been inseparable. Nothing could come between them. Their mindspeak had been immediate; they finished each other’s sentences, and shared each other’s thoughts. Their days had been filled with fun and training, always dreaming of a future filled with honor.
Along came Andrew with his mismatched eyes and chubby little face. Things should’ve been awkward, but the little bugger fit right into their gang, brandishing his stick turned sword like a pro and following orders like a true soldier. Their duo became a trio and they never missed a beat.
Andrew quickly picked up their strategy as they sought to free princesses from the clutches of the evil sea captains, or liberate captives from their prisons. The brothers’ days were filled with fun and dreams of the day they would assume their father’s role. The three would become the proud Guardsmen they were meant to be.
All had gone as planned and they’d had years of ridding the world of their greatest enemies. Aaron had always been the muscle, Aidan the brains, and Andrew possessed the unique ability to see the whole picture. Their parents had attributed it to him being ‘ the Special One’ and maybe that was true, but Aaron always figured it was just that the three of them made the perfect team. They had completed mission after mission, enjoyed countless victories over their enemies, and been as close as three brothers could be.
Sure, Andrew had been a lazy bum most of the time. Everyone, not just the twins, took up for him, kicked his ass when he screwed up, put up with his lame excuses, and treated him like one of their own. But his ability to see the big picture had always made up for all his shortcomings; that ability was one that should’ve come in handy the night everything went to hell, however, there’s no explaining Fate.
“Yo, dreamer, whatcha say we get this show on the road?” Kyra’s words, along with the swat to his arm, brought him back to the future.
“Sounds good to me,” Aaron chuckled as he backed away, taking his spot in their circle.
“We’re standing at the four corners–air, water, wind, and earth. These elements will give us the power needed to track the traitor and provide the cover our friends need.”
She pulled a
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