Her Elemental Dragons: The Complete Series

“Welcome to Slateden,” Faya said. “Home of the Resistance.”

“Impressive,” I said. There was no hint from outside that any of this existed, but there must be hundreds of people living here.

“When did you do all this?” Slade asked.

“About five years ago. We realized we needed a more permanent base of operations, and one that was completely hidden from the world.” She gave us all a sharp look. “It’s a secret any one of us would die to protect.”

I met her eyes with a hard look of my own. This was Slade’s former fiancé, who had betrayed him with another man and abandoned him to join the Resistance. She’d hurt one of the men I cared about more than anything in the world, and even if we became allies I would never forgive her for that. And now she had the nerve to think we’d expose this place?

“We’re honored to be welcomed inside,” Auric said diplomatically.

“Your secret is safe with us,” Jasin added.

Faya nodded and continued walking into the village, past small houses and shops. I fell into step behind her and sneaked a glance at Slade, whose face remained hard. It had to be uncomfortable for him to see Faya again, but he’d done a fine job of hiding it so far.

She led us to a wide, wooden building with a slanted roof and double doors. Guards were stationed outside of it, and they nodded at her as we stepped inside. The interior was sparse, as was the rest of Slateden from what I’d seen, favoring function over form. We walked up a narrow staircase, and then she knocked on a plain door.

“Come in,” a voice called out from inside.

“Give me a moment,” Faya told us, before slipping into the room and closing the door behind her. I exchanged awkward, anxious looks with my mates and Brin while we waited outside, but Faya emerged only a minute or two later and opened the door wide. “He’ll see you now.”

“I’ll wait out here,” Brin said, stepping back. It was part of our plan—she’d try to explore the base and learn what she could while the rest of us spoke with Parin.

We left her behind and stepped into the room, where a man sat behind a plain wooden desk with his hands folded upon it. His skin was dark like Slade’s and Faya’s, as was common in the Earth Realm, but his head was smooth and hairless, while his deep brown eyes took us in with a discerning look. He was probably in his mid-to-late thirties and attractive in a way that was both commanding and approachable. There was no doubt in my mind this was Parin, the Resistance leader.

“Slade, it’s good to see you again,” Parin said, although there was an edge to his voice that made me doubt his sincerity. Faya had moved to stand just behind his shoulder, and watched the exchange with interest.

“Parin,” Slade replied, crossing his arms and setting his jaw.

“Who are your companions? I’m told they wish to speak with me?”

I stepped forward and introduced myself and the others before adding, “We’ve come to ask for your help.”

Parin leaned back in his chair and his eyes took me in with curiosity. “And why should we help you?”

“We share a common goal—to overthrow the Dragons and free the people of their rule. We’d like to form an alliance with you.”

He arched an eyebrow. “The five of you, and who else? Do you have an army? A spy network? What exactly can you offer?”

Anger threatened to rise up inside me, anger that had been all too close to the surface ever since I’d discovered Stoneham, but I clenched my fists and reminded myself that I had to be diplomatic if I wanted to win this man over. “No, we don’t have any of those things. But we have something more powerful—the Gods’ favor.”

“The Gods?” Parin laughed. “The Gods sleep while the rest of the world spins into chaos.”

“They sleep no longer,” Slade said.

“How do you know that?” Faya asked.

“Because we’ve met them,” Auric replied.

Both Faya and Parin appeared doubtful, and it was clear that words alone wouldn’t convince them. “The Gods have chosen us as their new Dragons,” I said, as I summoned balls of swirling fire and air into my palms. “I’m going to be the next Black Dragon, and these are my mates. We’re planning to defeat the current Dragons and bring balance to the world—but we could use your help.”

I expected shock or disbelief, since those were the normal reactions when I told people who we were or showed them my magic, but Parin’s expression didn’t change. Faya didn’t react either, for that matter. I let the magic in my palms sputter and die out.

“Yes, we’ve heard about you,” Parin said.

“You knew about us already?” Reven asked.

Parin nodded. “I’ve heard reports of the Dragons searching for five people matching your description, along with rumors of people who rescued Resistance members using the elements and strange Dragons flying the skies. I had a feeling you’d come see me at some point.”

“Then you’ll help us?” I asked.

“That I haven’t decided.” He drummed his fingers on the table as he scrutinized us. “Yes, we both share a common goal—for now. But what happens if you do overthrow the Dragons and take their place? How do we know we aren’t trading one dictatorship for another?”

“We have no interest in ruling,” I said. “The Gods told us that the Dragons originally had another role—to keep the world in balance and to protect both humans and elementals. The individual Realms ruled themselves, and the Dragons traveled the world to assist where they could. Nysa and her Dragons took their role too far and somehow found a way to defy the Gods, attain immortality, and become rulers of this land. We plan to return the power to the leaders of the Realms and to the people, while we’ll act only as peacekeepers and guardians. And when the time comes, we’ll step down so other Dragons can take our place.”

“A lofty plan, but forgive me if I find it hard to believe people could throw away all that power and control so easily. Especially the likes of you.” His eyes swept over us, becoming hard. “Slade, who turned his back on the Resistance long ago. Jasin, a member of the Onyx Army who used to hunt down my own people. Auric, a prince whose father serves the Dragons. Reven, who was once the infamous assassin known as the Black Hood, if I’m not mistaken. And you, Kira. Once a bandit, and still little more than a child. And you truly think you can save us all?”

My back stiffened. Everything he’d said was true, and he’d mentioned things even I hadn’t known, like Reven’s assassin name…but he was wrong about us. “That’s not who we are anymore. Where we began does not define what we will become. What matters now are the actions we take in the future.”

“I’ve done terrible things in the past, as have many of us here,” Jasin said, all the cockiness gone from his voice for once. “I can tell you that I’ve changed and that I wish to make things right now, but I understand if you don’t believe me. I’m willing to take whatever justice you demand for my crimes, but please don’t let my actions color your opinion of Kira, or stop you from helping her. My crimes are my own, as should be my punishment.”

“None of us asked for this,” Slade said, stepping forward until he stood at my side. “We all had lives we were forced to leave when the Gods chose us.” He glanced at Faya. “But you know me. I wanted to spend the rest of my days as a simple blacksmith and had no plans to leave my village. But the Earth God sent me to find Kira, and we all became committed to her cause. None of us is doing this for the power or the glory.”

“I believe you, Slade,” Faya said, before turning to Parin. “And if Slade trusts these people, perhaps we should trust them as well.”

“Perhaps.” Parin studied me closer. “What exactly do you need help with?”

“We need to reach the Earth Temple and the Water Temple, but the Dragons know we’ll be going to both,” I said. “We assume they’ll be waiting for us at each one, and we’re not yet strong enough to defeat them. Any information or help you could provide would be greatly appreciated.”

Parin and Faya exchanged a look that spoke volumes, though I wasn’t sure what exactly passed between them. Eventually Parin stood and moved to the back wall, where he picked up a small green statue in the shape of a dragon. Made from jade, I assumed.

“My mother made this for me,” Parin said, as he turned and offered it to me.

I took the tiny statue carefully and studied it. The craftsmanship was exquisite, from the talons and the fangs to the delicate scales. “She carved it?”

He smiled as I handed it back to him. “In a sense. She was the High Priestess of the Earth God.”

“Did she make this cave too?” Auric asked.

“She did.” He set the tiny dragon back down and faced us again. “Many years ago, when I was a young man of seventeen years, she met with the Fire God’s High Priestess and was told that new Dragons would arise to defeat the current ones. My mother was skeptical, but she tasked me and my sister with the duty of preparing for an upcoming battle anyway. My sister trained to become the next High Priestess, while I joined the Resistance. Back then it was small and lacked firm leadership. I rose through the ranks and eventually was voted in as leader.” He spread his hands. “And now here we are, at the moment I’ve spent my life preparing for, and I only wish my mother could have lived to see this moment herself.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, my stomach sinking. “Can I ask what happened to her?”

His hands slowly formed into fists. “The Dragons recently paid a visit to the Earth Temple and left no one alive.”

I bowed my head and swallowed back my fury. “They did the same thing at the Air Temple. I’m so sorry. Is your sister…?”

He shook his head. “Thankfully my mother had already sent her away. She’s in hiding now, but she’s ready to take on the role of High Priestess when it’s safe again.”

“It won’t be safe until the Dragons are gone,” Jasin said. “They’ve become the enemies of the Gods and those who serve them.”

“So it seems.” Parin paused and then offered me his hand. “Yes, Kira, we will help you.”

I clasped his hand briefly as relief flowed through me, taking away some of the tension in my limbs. “Thank you.”

He gave a sharp nod. “I can get you inside the Temple without a problem—there are many secret tunnels, thanks to my mother, and even though it’s been destroyed we should be able to gain access. But you’re right that there are Dragons waiting for you. I received a report this morning that the Jade Dragon and the Crimson Dragon were both there and seemed to have no plans to leave. Even if we do get you inside, they’ll never let you complete the bonding.”

“We need a distraction,” Reven said. “Can your people provide that?”

“They can, though it’ll be dangerous. I hesitate to send my people into battle against an opponent they can’t possibly win against.”

“All we need is some time,” I said. “And we can help. We have two Dragons of our own.”

He nodded. “That does make the odds better. But we can discuss strategy in greater detail tomorrow. For now, you must be exhausted from your travels. My wife will show you to rooms where you can rest for the night, and I’ll have some food sent up too.”

“Thank you,” I said, although I didn’t miss the way he’d addressed Faya. Slade hadn’t either, from the way his shoulders stiffened. This alliance could prove to be difficult for both of us, but it would be worth it if it meant defeating the Dragons. With the Resistance by our side, we might actually have a chance.