Before Elena could react, gentle hands pulled her out of Talieran's embrace.
"Kid," Caelir's voice was warm but with an edge of firmness. "Don't even think about it. She's married. To more than one person—both Ares and I are her husbands."
Elena found herself shielded behind Caelir. Looking up, she saw Ares had somehow positioned himself on her right side.
Ares's tall frame stood, green eyes coldly fixed on Talieran, radiating undisguised hostility.
Kael growled in Ares's mind. "One sneaky fox wasn't bad enough, now there's another one!"
Talieran frowned, glaring defiantly at Caelir. "You're the kid! I'm 500 years old! So what if you're her husbands? I'll just kill you both, then she'll only belong to me."
Caelir hadn't expected the dragon to be so ruthless.
He'd hea
