Elora POV
Dragus moves, helping him stand as he looks around frantically. Dragus then grabs his arm, holding him steady. Silas growls when the man reaches for me, scared out of his mind by Silas hovering. He starts hyperventilating and I grasp his face between my hands. Silas rips my hands away from him, angering me with his possessiveness.
“Dragus is just going to take you, to get some clothes and something to eat, maybe a shower too,” I tell him, looking at Dragus who nods. I can feel through the bond he held no ill will towards him though Silas is a different story.
He wants to kill the man for some unknown reason. The man looks between Dragus and I before nodding and dropping his head.
“I will come see you in the morning and we will talk. I want to know about the others out there.”
