The Princess' Dragon Lord Read Online Free

away
from me!"
    Azoth stayed down as she got up, more of that
sad expression on his face.
    "Why did you bring me here? Take me back,
right now."
    He stood slowly. "Princess—"
    "Stop calling me that!"
    If Diana, in any universe, had ever been a
princess, she would've have known it. Princess Diana! Yeah right.
It was too ridiculous. There was only one Princess Diana in the
real world and it certainly wasn't her.
    "I call you that because it is your name,
Sweet. You are my wife, princess of the fae and dragons. Why can
you not remember me?"
    "I am a grade school art teacher, and you are
a World of Warcraft rapist freak."
    He recoiled as though she'd slapped him and kicked him in the balls. "I—I am not," then he took on
that angry expression she'd been so fearful of seeing. Shit! She shouldn't have said that.
    "Diana! I have never forced myself onto any
woman, ever! Do not make such accusations!"
    "What do you call what you did to me
then?"
    He flew up faster than her eyes could see,
his large hands on her small shoulders, pushing her back against
the stone walls with an angry shove that knocked the wind right out
of her.
    His eyes were stone cold on her. "You
appeared her from nowhere, soaking wet, wearing these ridiculous
garments," he said, his nose curling down at what she currently
wore. "You knew me on sight, called me by my name. You. Know.
Me ."
    She shook her head. If she accused him of
lying, or being delusional, would he go off the deep end and snuff
out her life right here and now? She didn't dare speak.
    He pushed himself away from her. "I can see
that whatever spell has taken hold of you is strong. I know not
what miracle brought you back from the dead—"
    " Dead? "
    He ignored her. "But I am grateful for it.
Even if you do hurl insults at your husband, whom you claimed to
love so much. Perhaps that is my fault, however."
    "No, wait. What was that part about being
dead?" She shrank against the wall, trying to inch away from
him.
    He noticed, there was no doubt in her mind
about that, not with the way his eyes scrutinized her as she moved,
but he didn't say anything about it.
    "I believe what I am about to say will only
frighten you further, but perhaps you are owed the truth. It may
even help restore your memory. Mayhap that is the cause for such a
lapse. Reincarnated souls rarely recall anything from their
previous lives."
    "Will you get to the point!" she yelled.
    He narrowed his eyes at her. "On our wedding
night, more than a millennia ago, I lost control and transformed
into the beast you just saw, my dragon half. I am ashamed to admit
that I attacked and killed you that day, along with most everyone
in your family."
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    "Can you say that again?"
    Azoth clenched his hands into large, boulder
sized fists. "I—very well may be the one responsible for your lack
of memories. I know not everything that happened as I was overcome
by some other force, but the day we wed, we drank from our wine
goblets, sealing the pact we made to each other, and..."
    His jaw clenched and he shook his head.
    "And what?" Diana demanded, allowing her
voice to become hard. In no way did she believe what he was saying,
but she needed to hear the fantasy that he was making up for them. It's the only way to determine whether or not he really is
dangerous , she told herself.
    He looked at her, his red-brown eyes soft and
pleading. "I have no memories of what occurred after. I awoke to
discover that I had transformed into my dragon counterpart, and
that I had gone on a rampage that nearly destroyed all of the fae
nobility, including my bride."
    He touched the space between her eyes again.
Dazed, she allowed it. “Likely, that is the cause for your
scar.”
    She swallowed hard. He kept on saying dragon
half and counterpart. “You're saying you and that...thing out
there,” she didn't want to say the word dragon. “are one in the
same?”
    He nodded. “I had never known before that
losing control could be