Page 61 of Dragon Keeper

I will have a care.

Call if you need me.

But now, he really just wanted to make sure Tyr was all right.

“Go. I’ll take the wagon,” Brayden said. “Make sure he and the bees are okay.”

“Thank you, brother.” He sprang into the air, the short flight to the house he shared with Tyr seeming to take forever. If the black dragon hadn’t made a crack about honey, he wouldn’t be so scared but?—

He landed, calling out for his mate.Tyr! Tyr, are you well?He shifted as he ran to the house, his feet pounding on the cold earth.

Tyr met him at the entry door. “What is it, mate?”

“There was a dragon at the river. He was spouting some nonsense about danger to the children, but he knew you were the beekeeper and that you were pregnant.” Sloan took Tyr in his arms, holding him tight.

Tyr stroked his back. “That sounds ominous.”

“It felt that way too.” Sloan took Tyr inside, herding him a little. “I told Cade.”

“Then all will be well. With you and him on guard, I know no one will hurt the children of the clutch.”

“You think so?” He wanted to believe that, but he felt as though he had no idea what to do. How to help. He was just going through the motions of what he would have done in the human realm.

“I do. I have faith in you, mate.” Tyr led him to the nest of blankets and pillows, tugging him down to wrap around him. “I am glad you’re home.”

“Brayden is coming with the wagon with all the trade goods I got. Including your pickles.”

“Ah, thank you, love. My fruit pickles?”

“Yes. I got extra jars.”

“You are a wonder.” Tyr kissed his neck. “I think we need to pass this on to the elders as well.”

“I’ll do it when Brayden gets here. I don’t want to leave you alone.”

Tyr laughed. “You don’t have to go anywhere. I can call to them and they can hear what you tell me.”

“Oh.” Right. They could do that. “Thank you, love. I forget things.”

“You will learn it all in time. But you are amazing. You know that, right?”

Sloan wasn’t a hundred percent sure he did know that. “If you say so, my love.” He hugged Tyr tight. “Let’s tell the elders. And your sister. He mentioned our niece too.”

Tyr’s face took on a fierce cast. “We will protect her. And the others as well. We must.”

“My thoughts exactly, Tyr. My thoughts exactly.”

Tyr sighed and snuggled in. “It will be good to have Brayden home.”

“Mmm. And we’re having a few people over for supper. I think I am going to make a roast.”

“Oh? I like a roast. That’s better than nibbles.’”

“There’s bread and fancy butter, and I will roast some veg, and we’ll have a decadent dessert.” He grinned, because he knew quite a few folks with sweet tooths. Sweet teeth?

“What should I do?”

“You can lounge around and keep me company. Maybe chop some veggies.”