Danburn: The English Dragon ― Erotic Paranormal Dragon Shifter Romance
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Authors: Kathi S. Barton
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
World Castle Publishing, LLC
Pensacola, Florida
Copyright © Kathi S. Barton 2016
Paperback ISBN: 9781629894874
eBook ISBN: 9781629894881
First Edition World Castle Publishing, LLC, June 13, 2016
http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com
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Cover: Karen Fuller
Editor: Eric Johnston
Editor: Maxine Bringenberg
Table of Contents
Danburn moved to the side of the large lake and stripped off his boots. It wasn’t necessary for him to take his clothing off, but he wanted to just sit in the grass for a few minutes before he headed home. He looked over at the large castle and smiled.
Some home
, he thought. It was bigger than the hotel he’d just left a few days ago.
He stood at the very edge of the water and calmed his inner beast. He was hungry for some time of his own, and Danburn had been promising it to him for weeks now. It would give him what he wanted, or Danburn would suffer at his hands. It wouldn’t be painful, not really, but it would be annoying. And home was the only place that Danburn could give him the freedom that they both so craved.
Diving into the water, he felt his beast take him. Not all at once, but enough to know that his beast was just as anxious as he was to be free. Parallel with the water, he felt him take all of him, and as soon as he hit the water, there was nothing left of the man he had been.
The water was deeper than it looked. Much like the castle, there were hidden coves and outlets in this lake that no one except a few that he trusted knew about. Danburn swam the distance of the entire lake before flipping and making his way back to swim beneath the earth into the deepest part of it.
Swimming like this wasn’t the same as flying, but it was close. The beast, a dragon, was much larger than Danburn by nearly ten times, and weighed several tons. His wings alone were as wide as several football fields laid end to end, and his tail was nearly fifty feet long, covered in thick spikes and dark scales. Danburn had never understood the dynamics of what he was and what he could become, but he did enjoy the way it made him feel.
He was in need of some air several hours later, and slowly rose his snout to the surface of the water to take a breath. As he was breathing in the oxygen, he caught a scent that startled him. Fresh blood. And a great deal of it. Moving to the reeds behind him, Danburn lifted his big head out of the water to look around, knowing that he would be well camouflaged if anyone were to look in his direction. There was not a measure of sound, not a ripple of movement, on the water or around him.
The scent was stronger now, but he could see nothing out of the ordinary. He continued to search just to make sure that nothing was going to come back and bite him in the ass later. It was, after all, his property, and usually everyone knew better than to trespass on his land. As he watched, something moved at the corner of his vision. It was then that he saw what his nose had already told him.
The woman was making her way to the water, slowly looking around as much as he was for something to come upon her. He could see that she was hurt. The blood stained the water even as she made her way to the deeper part, which was several hundred yards from where he was. Danburn looked around again when she ducked under the water, knowing that she’d not be able to stay under long because of her being human. He could taste it in the scent of her blood as she hid below the surface.
A man—or now that he could see them, men—were walking to where she was. Danburn didn’t want to interfere, especially in his current form, so he waited. When one of the men lifted a rifle, pointing it in the direction the woman had gone, Danburn dipped beneath the water just as the shot was fired.
When he saw her, it appeared she’d been hit. Her eyes were closed, not in death, but in pain. Blood pooled around them both as he reached her. Grabbing her gently with his clawed hand, he pulled her body to his and swam to the underground tunnel of his home. He knew that someone would be there. His friend and go-to man, Noah, would be there if no one else was. Emerging from the water, he handed the limp woman to Noah and dove back into the waters without a word. He had to make sure that she was safe, whoever she was, as well as his home.
Two of the four men were in the water when he emerged from the reeds. Danburn didn’t even bother trying to figure out what they were doing there, or even what they had wanted the woman for, but pulled them both under the water and held them there until they no longer struggled. When he was satisfied that they were no longer a threat, he moved to the surface again and waited for someone, either man, to come into the water to retrieve the now floating bodies of their comrades.
They were being very cautious, but he was a very patient man and could wait them out for hours. Just as one of the men moved to the edge of the water, he heard the sounds of the sirens coming. Noah, he thought, had called someone for him. As the men scrambled away, leaving the dead for him to deal with, Danburn sank beneath the surface again and headed back to the cove where he’d taken the woman.
Noah was there, as was his personal physician, Pierce Cunningham. Noah said nothing as he held out a towel for him when he shifted to his body and climbed out of the water, shaking a few of his scales into the depths to replenish what he’d done to it. Leaving the dead behind would harm the lake only a little, but he hated doing it. Noah fussed at him then, telling him he should have taken better care. Noah was sometimes worse than his mother could be when it came to him.
“I couldn’t let her die, you know.” Nothing but a small huff of a sound. As he took the towel and dried his legs, he was handed a shirt and tie. “We have a guest?”
“Yes. A party. In your mother’s honor. I’m not sure what we’re to do with this injured woman, but I’m just glad that we have no guests coming. I don’t think it would bode well for you if anyone found out.” Danburn paused in getting dressed and looked at the woman, then back at Noah. “Pierce is doing the best he can with her. The beating she took was bad, but Pierce said that with a little rest she’ll be good as new. The gunshot wounds, however, will need some tending to.”
“Wounds? As in more than one?” Noah told him there were two total on her person. “I only heard the one shot. I had no idea that…by the way, there are two bodies in the lake. They drowned.”
Noah tisked at him, and Danburn had to hide a smile. The man was such a prude. As he pulled on his pants, not bothering with the underwear held out for him, he asked Noah what the police were called for.
“I’ve no idea, my lord.” He was in trouble if Noah was calling him
lord
. “Perhaps they heard of a large dragon swimming in the waterways and drowning people, and someone took it upon themselves to call the law. Or perhaps they think that having a shot up woman in their realm is something else that they might fumble into, and half blindly find the culprit.”
“You’re in a mood, aren’t you?” Noah snatched the towel from him and walked away. “I’m fine, in the event you were going to ask. No shots to my poor body.”
“We should be so lucky, my lord.”
Danburn was still laughing as he made his way to the upper levels. He made sure that the woman was cared for and put into one of the many bedrooms, but out of sight of the household. He had no idea who she was, but no one physically hurt women—and that was all there was to it.
When he entered the living room, his mother stood up and came to him.
“You smell of lake water.” He kissed her on the cheek and told her she smelled wonderful. “Good save, but it does not negate that while I was here wasting away, waiting for you to come and wish me a happy birthday, you were having a nice dip in the water. Danburn, you know I hate it when you’re late.”
“I know, Mom, but this couldn’t be helped.” He told her what he’d come upon, and she wanted to see the woman right away. “Pierce is working with her. He’s to come and get me if there are any problems with her when she wakes. He said she took a hell of a beating.”
“You didn’t really kill those men, did you? Right on your own lake?” He told her that there was little choice in that too. “I’m sure that once their bodies are found there will be questions. Do you know who the other two were?”
“No, but I know what they look like and what they smell like.” Dinner was announced, and he escorted her into the dining room. There would be cake later, after her favorite meal of lobster and steak, then he’d give her his gifts. He might have forgotten about what the date was, but he never forgot her birthday.
Dinner was a quiet affair with just the two of them. He did try to get Noah to come and have cake with them, but he only glared, something that he was quite good at, and told them that he’d have some later, with the rest of the staff.
No one could put themselves in a class better than Noah did. The man was pompous as well as correct, but Danburn loved him with all of his heart. And he was pretty sure that Noah loved him as well. The two of them had been together for as long as Danburn had been alive, and that had been a long time.
“I’ve been thinking of taking a trip.” He didn’t mention that he had the same idea for her in the form of a cruise, but only nodded at his mom’s statement. “With you closing up the house here, I just don’t think I can stand to be around to see it. We’ve been here for so long, Danburn, that I don’t know what I’ll do without being able to come here.”
“I’m closing the house, not tearing it down. And I’ve told you several times, you can live here for as long as you want. I just need to be closer to my work.” She nodded, but he could see the sadness there. “Mom, what is it really? Is it Dad? Do you not want to leave him?”
He knew that his mom went to talk to his dad daily. He’d died some two hundred years ago when he’d let an infection get into one of his wings and it had spread to his heart before they could do anything about it. Even as immortals there were things that could kill them, and poisoning of the blood was the biggest one.
“I can talk to him anywhere, but yes, that’s part of it.” She sat down before the blazing fire and looked at it instead of him as she continued. “I love this place. I understand that you need to be closer to your job and all. But this is home to me. And to you. I wish…there are times when I wish I had taken my own home instead of coming here to yours. I should have thought that if you found a mate, she’d want to run her own home and not have me around.”
“Don’t say that, Mom. Please don’t. I’m not going to have a mate this late in my life. And even if I do, if she doesn’t like you, there is no way I’m going to love her. I’m not going to sell this place or leave it to ruin. I just think it’ll be better in the long run for me to settle elsewhere. At least for the time being.” He didn’t tell her the real reason, but he had a feeling that she knew. The house was lonely without his dad there. He’d been a rock in his otherwise turbulent life. “Why don’t you let me give you my gifts? I know that you’ve been trying to get information from Noah.”
“Yes. And he’s as stubborn as you are.” After winking at her, he went to get the boxes. There were several of them; he would find things for her throughout the year and send them here to give to her for this occasion. “Oh, so many. Danburn, you spoil me rotten, you know that, don’t you?”
“Yes, but you make it so easy.” She hugged him to her, longer and tighter than normal, and he pulled her to him when she started to back away. “I love you, Mom. And will forever.”
Long after she went up to bed, he sat in the den watching the fire. He’d been to check on the woman, and there was no change in her. He’d also asked Noah to find out where the police were going, and so far there was nothing on that either. Only that they’d gone to the property near him, the one where he knew the new owner was up to no good. Not until someone knocked on the front door did he realize how late it had become. Or that it had started raining.
~~~
Kendrick felt like a drowned rat. Her hair was plastered to her head, and her coat was as soaked clear through. The boots she had on, usually made for this sort of weather, had gotten a leak in them a few days ago, and she’d thought for sure she’d be able to afford a new pair by now. Then her sister....
Well, it is always Louisa, now isn’t it
? Kendrick thought. One thing or another was always befalling her sister. Reaching for the giant knocker on the door again, she nearly screamed when a man suddenly opened the door and stared at her.
“I was wondering if I could use your phone.” He stood there so still she wondered for a moment if he was real. “I broke down a few miles back, and I dropped my phone in a puddle and it no longer works.”
Lie
, she told herself as her face heated up at the fib. The phone didn’t work because Louisa had stolen her money for the bill and it had gone dead for lack of payment. Like her boots and her now overdue rent, there was no money to take care of even the simplest things, including food. Louisa was going to ruin her more than she already had.
As the man continued to stare at her, she had the most overwhelming urge to snap her fingers in front of him to see if he was sleepwalking.
“Or not. I guess we can just stand here, staring at each other until one of us dies from the cold and wet. I’m thinking it’ll be me, since you’re all snug as a bug in the house.” He still did nothing. “Christ. Is there someone here that speaks? Any language? I know a few that we can try out.”
“The master of the house has gone to bed.” Well, big fucking deal. She didn’t want the master of anything, just a fucking phone. “If you were to wait here, I’ll retrieve the phone for you and you may use it.”
The door closed so fast that she had no time to tell him to forget it. She stood there for several seconds, wondering why she was even bothering about this, then turned and made her way back to the driveway. Fuck this shit. Louisa was on her own.