Page 134 of Wedlock

Jag sighs.

“I’m too busy right now to deal with your dramas, Lord Dragonspur. For once in your life, sort it out yourself.”

“Too busy doing what?”

“Being Amish.”

I stare at the phone in my hand, the line dead, and my fangs run all the way out. Snarling I rise and hurl my phone into the fireplace before making for the door.

I’ll give him fucking Amish!

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“He knows?”

“He figured it out after his mother revealed her full plan,” Jag says quietly. “He’s just left from Adam and Marianna’s.”

“Oh God!”

“No, don’t fear,” he coughs and clears his throat, “He didn’t come to see them. This was between the two of us; it was a long-overdue discussion.”

“Discussion?” I sigh, remembering the outcome of their last ‘discussion’ at my parents’ dinner. “You mean you fought.”

“You could say that,” he mutters ruefully, “the point is, I wanted you to know that I didn’t tell him, Angie.”

“But he knows,” I whisper.

“Yes, and more importantly he knows I love you and I’m not giving up on you. I’ll never let anything happen to you or the children,” he says gently, “as painful as that was for both of us to get out into the open.”

“Did he hurt you?”

“We’re both hurt,” he mutters, “but it was belated and cathartic.”

“Jag, I’m so sorry.”

“The gloves are off, Angie,” he sighs. “I called to tell you I can protect you. Come with me, let me hide you and the children. Let me shelter you from The Families and remove you from the machinations of the Dragonspurs once and for all.”

“Jag,” I shake my head, sighing, as I look around the retreat that I’d called home for the past few years. “If Falcon knows about our daughter I have to assume he’s either going to leave us to live in peace, or that nothing and nobody is going to stop him coming for us. There’s no in-between with him, and nowhere left to hide.”

“And you’ll allow him to return you to the castle as Lady Dragonspur? To bear his bite and follow his lead in all matters royal, even if that means sacrificing your daughter?”

“No, not willingly. But for the record, he said he’d never bite me.”

“I’ve heard that before.”

“I believe him. He’s truly sorry about what he did before. We’ve dated for months now, he’s not the man he was. I think he’s changed, learned from it all.”

“Learned what? He still intends to return you to that cursed castle.”

“He offered to abdicate, Jag.”

I hear his sharp intake of breath.

“What?”

“He said he’ll give up his title and we’ll live as a family somewhere, a normal family.”

“He offered to give up histitle?”