Dragon Marked_ Supernatural Prison #1(83)

“How is this possible, Brax?” My shivers had subsided a little as we continued our journey through the prison. “Dual shifter.”

For the first time since he’d found me, some of the confidence fled his voice. “I don’t know, Jessa. But for now I think we should keep this discovery to ourselves.”

I nodded into his chest. That sounded like a good idea to me.

“Where were you and how are we getting out of the prison?”

I also wondered what had happened to Vlad. I really hoped I hadn’t eaten him, I’d be picking vamp from my teeth for weeks.

His chest rumbled. “Someone hit me with a dart when I was climbing out of shower. It didn’t last long in my system, but it was still enough time for them to disappear with you. When I woke there was a shifter in the room. She helped me get word to Jeremy, the head guard. Jeremy ferried my call for help to your father. Word came back almost immediately; we’re free to leave, Jonathon pushed for an early trial. We’re on our way there now.”

Clearly it was easier getting information out of the prison than in.

Braxton lowered his head; his fierce blue eyes met mine. “They know you’re most probably injured. It should … if Louis has done his job, be dismissed immediately.”

I hoped so. I needed this nightmare to be over so I could move on to the next problem. Dragon marked and dual shifting. I was one special cupcake. Special enough to be dead real fast.

“Vlad was not in the best state when you finished with him. You smashed him with your tail when you turned around.”

I totally did not remember that.

Braxton’s voice was hard when he spoke again. “I couldn’t find you, Jessa, I was going crazy, trying not to panic, but thinking I wasn’t going to make it in time. Then … it must have been when you called the dragon energy.” Reverence crept in. “I could feel you … like we were connected. There was almost this string that emerged from my chest and I followed it straight to you. I made my way into that room just as you started to shift. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself.”

“I’m still not sure I believe it.” I had a sudden thought. “What shifter helped you and got in touch with Jeremy?”

“I don’t know her name,” he said. “She was standing over me when I came around after the tranq. I almost killed her.”

I knew it was going to be the same lady. “Red hair?”

He narrowed his eyes as he glared down again. “Yes, how did you know? She did tell me that long ago she was friends with your mother. She recognized you when you arrived, and as an owed favor to Lienda, she tried to look out for you.”

“That first morning in the shower room, she warned me about the impending attack.”

I waited for his reprimand, we both knew I should have told him, but he took pity on me and left it for now. I was starting to fade out. My mind was going to force me to rest and recover. Finally, the motion of being carried was too much and my eyes closed. I drifted off into a semi-conscious sleep.



Screams left my throat as I started to thrash around. I was captured, naked, vulnerable. I wouldn’t let them have me, I’d rather be dead than submit to these men. When hands touched me I fought harder.

Voices started to penetrate my subconscious. A symphony of male and female. All of them familiar to me.

“Stop her, she’s going to hurt herself.”

The sound of my twin sister’s voice was what got through to me first. A door slammed open somewhere.

“Get your hands off her, she doesn’t know who’s touching her.” Braxton’s voice was icy as he barked out his order.

The warm hands left me and my body started to calm. Even though a part of me had been aware that I was safe, with friends and family, I couldn’t halt the racing panic until everyone removed their hands from me. Braxton understood. My wolf and dragon flexed their energy, each asking if I needed them. I sent reassurance their way before lifting my heavy eyelids and taking in the scene around me.

Jonathon, Lienda, and Mischa were along one side of my bed, and the Compasses on the other. I was in my room. Standing further back, in the doorway, was Louis. I sat up, I couldn’t stand to be beneath everyone at that moment. In fact … I got to my feet and stood on my bed. The tension that had been gripping my chest eased a little as I positioned myself as the most dominant in the room. No one challenged my place right then. Glancing down, I was thankful someone had found the time to put Braxton’s shirt on me. It hung almost to my knees and hid everything important. Right now I wanted none of my body on display.

“What happened?” My eyes locked on my dad, and as he tilted his head in my direction I knew he was asking if he could approach.