Chapter 61

Corbius- Tigerlily Clan
He paced agitatedly in the cell he was being held in. He had to figure out a way to escape, before they came to collect him. If the Tigerlily Clan was smart, they would have immediately informed King Aiden of his capture. That’s exactly what he would have done. The Dragão Clan was strong, even for its small size and now that their queen was the Mother of Dragons, they were untouchable. If he was the king here, his first move would be to ingratiate himself to her and by making that connection with her, the king of kings and the Dragão Clan would come along, included in the pack. He just prayed that the king here was not that smart. He prayed that the old man was senile and would overlook the dungeon so he could escape.
He leaned out of the bars to smile flirtatiously at the curvaceous, pretty guard at the end of the hallway. He could easily take her if he could convince her to come down to talk to him. She rolled her eyes and turned her back on him. He whistled sharply and she growled.
“I have a migraine, so if you would kindly shut the fuck up.”
A migraine? They were dragons. They didn’t get migraines. She was lying. There was no doubt about it. He whistled again and she spun angrily around to glare at him.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!,” she screamed.
She sent a stream of fire at him and he jumped back to avoid being burned. Goddess, she was testy. Testy? Wait, this wasn’t the usual attitude female dragons had. He watched her curiously as she rubbed her temples. He inhaled and the slight smell of elevated hormones she had around her made his mouth salivate. Man, she smelt amazing. He closed his eyes and let Ragaan have control. He began to slow his heartbeat and then the humming started. It started as almost unnoticeable, too soft for even the best shifters to detect. It slowly grew louder and her need to mate grew, too. She started walking towards him like she was in a trance. Her eyes were slightly hazy and she began to emit the same purring sound. His cock twitched and he narrowed his eyes on the woman. He gulped and had to swallow back the drool that was threatening to pour from his mouth. She stopped in front of him, looking up at him.
“Mate?”
He chuckled as he rubbed himself through his pants. “No, but I’ll mate you. Get on your knees. I want you to suck my dick.”
She lowered herself to the ground. He pulled his hardening cock out of his pants and Ragaan pulled back.
‘She’s not our mate,’ he growled inside of Corbius’s head.
‘Our mate’s son is the reason we were hunted down and thrown in here. She deserves this.’
‘Stop. You can’t do this, Corb.’
‘Watch me. Besides, it was you that used the mating call on her.’
His head dropped back as a guttural moan was ripped from his throat when she took his entire length into her mouth. He thrust wildly into her moist warmth. She moaned and the vibrations sent shockwaves through him. He threaded his fingers through her hair, pushing harder into her mouth.
“Yes. Goddess, I want to fuck you.”
Her hand reached for the keys on her belt as she rolled her tongue along his cock again. He closed his eyes most of the way, watching her fumble to find the right key. She was reaching up to unlock the cell when a roar shook the stone walls and small rocks broke off, falling to the floor. She jerked back and he cursed under his breath when her teeth raked down the length of his shaft. She furiously shook her head, trying to clear it. She remained kneeling on the ground with her head down as an elderly man walked down the hallway beside a younger man that was identical to him. Following close behind them were Aiden and-
“Cousin,” he growled.
Gregory smirked at him. “Now I see why you could never keep a woman, ‘cousin.’ Not very blessed are we?”
Corbius tucked himself back in his pants, before backing away from the bars to lay down on the cot. He crossed his arms behind his head.
“I was wondering when you would get here, Gregory.”
“So, sorry to have kept you waiting,” he said sarcastically.
“ENOUGH! Get up. You’re coming with us,” Aiden snapped.
“No, thank you. I think I would rather stay here.”
The door opened and he stomped in to grab Corbius around the throat, squeezing hard. “I wasn’t asking.”
Corbius smirked. “Alright, ‘Your highness’, I’ll go with you.”
The younger gentleman, who Corbius assumed was the future king of Tigerlily, nervously approached them, twisting metal cuffs in his hands. He turned around and put his hands behind his back. Since plan A, escaping, didn’t work, he was forced to go to plan B. Fake being docile until the right time came to remind them that they couldn’t kill him. It was against the law set by his late father, King Alastair. The man cuffed him and the dragon’s bane on the cuffs immediately made him feel weaker. He was dragged out of the dungeon and as the door was shutting, he heard the guard cry out as she was struck.
The penalty for what she had done with him, a prisoner, was a beating. Sometimes, it was lashes and other times it was basically torture. His cousin, who Corbius was sure was wholeheartedly enjoying the predicament he was in, was dragging his limp body over the sharp stone that made up the ground. When they got into the courtyard, Aiden and Gregory shifted. Dayan stood over him, before slamming his paw down on Corbius’s body. His talons dug into his side as his cousin’s dragon gripped him. The pain was almost unbearable and when they took off into the sky, Corbius gave into the pain and succumbed to the darkness that already held Ragaan safely in its arms.

He hit the ground. Hard. He grunted in pain. He looked over his shoulder and his heart started pounding as he saw Dayan’s foot rapidly approaching his face. He rolled to the left, barely managing to avoid being crushed by his cousin. He was yanked up and shook. He glared at his cousin, who was grinning like an idiot.
“So, sorry. I was worried for you there for a second,” he said cheerfully.
Aiden smiled, shaking his head behind Gregory’s back. He was dragged into the castle and dumped unceremoniously in the foyer. Feet were heard pounding down the staircase and in mere seconds, the queen and her sister came flying into view. Sasha jumped off the staircase into Aiden’s arms while her sister launched herself at Gregory.
“Aiden, I missed you so much,” Sasha told him as she kissed all over his face.
He wrapped her up in his arms, hugging her close and breathing in her scent.
“The feeling is most definitely mutual, My Queen.”
He carried her over to stand over Corbius.
“Baby, this is Corbius. He was feeding your mother information and helped set Tiffany free. We have brought him back to his death. That is his sentence.”
She looked down at him with disdain all over her face. “My egg was stolen away from me and you are responsible for it. Is there anything you wish to say for yourself before your life is ended?”
Corbius struggled to sit up. “Actually, yes, there is.”
She bared her teeth and Ragaan coward. Corbius swallowed.
“According to Pack Command, Clause 542, Gamma selection: ‘If the current gamma is promoted by the Alpha, the next closest male to his age in his family will take over being gamma.’ Pack Command, Clause 16, Gamma selection, states that a gamma can not be killed by the king or beta, unless they have killed a royal family member.”
Sasha glanced at Aiden, clearly confused. Aiden’s lips pulled back to reveal his pointed canines.
“What does that mean?,” she asked.
Corbius smirked as Gregory growled behind him.
“That means, my dear queen, that I am Dragão Clan’s gamma and I can not be sentenced to death as I didn’t murder a member of the royal family.”
The air in the foyer grew thicker, making Corbius happy. He knew that they would fight it, but it would take time. Enough time that he could figure out how to finish plan A here. He knew the tunnels and the way out of the Dragão Clan, since he had been doing it since he was 10. Gregory took a step towards him.
“Come on, Aiden. You’re king. Just give me permission. I’ll do it and nobody will ever know,” Gregory growled.
“That would be possible if the Tigerlily King didn’t know we had him.”
“Pack Command, Clause 4, gamma selection says the only way for a gamma to be stripped of his title is to lose it,” came a voice he recognized.
Corbius growled at the newcomer.
“I, Ethan Cummings, of Tursum, do hereby challenge Gamma Corbius-” he paused to glance at Gregory who mouthed Lander at him. “Lander, for the gammaship of the Dragão Clan.”