Rakshasa Girlfriend: Manette Part 5 (special preview)

I sit on the porch to wait for and the storm. I keep messing up on my stitches, as I keep looking at the horizon and checking for Manette. The sky is growing darker and there is still no sign of her. I finally set my knitting down, knowing I am not going to accomplish anything with it until Manette returns.

The first drops of rain hit the porch as the rumble of thunder threatens above. The drops grow and grow, eventually becoming a downpour. 

“Dammit, Manette,” I scoff as I stare out into the rain.

As the storm grows worse, with wind buffeting and lightening flashing, I still wait on the porch for Manette to appear. I hope she is inside Evelyn’s new home and not caught in this horrible mess. Suddenly, the wind get worse, beating harder and making me almost lose my footing. It gets darker for a moment but then something lands outside. I nearly scream when I see the dragon in the yard, having landed right in my vegetable garden.

Something comes off the dragon’s back and races up towards me. As she takes her hood off I gasp in awe as Evelyn charges into my arms. She picks me up off the porch and hugs me tight.

“I’m so happy to see you!” She gasps.

I hug her fast, not wanting to let go. “You’re ok!”

Evelyn spins me around and peppers my face with kisses. “Did you ever doubt me?” She grins as she sets me down.

“No!” I quickly respond. “I would never! Of course I didn’t!”

Evelyn chuckles proudly then turns as the dragon steps onto the porch. He’s huge, barely fitting under the roof. “Well, well,” his voice is deep and raspy. “Is this the sister you have been telling me so much about?”

“Evie,” Evelyn places her hand on the small of my back. “This is Gryndren,” she tells me. “He’s my dragon.”

“Oh wow-” I gasp. I step towards Gryndren. I’m not sure if I should bow or curtsy. I’m not to sure on how one greets a dragon. I bend at the waist then decide to go into a curtsy when my belly won’t allow it. “How do you do sir?”

Gryngren chuckles. “You’re right, she is cute.” Gryndren comes close, nuzzling to my cheek. “Your sister has spoken very highly of you.” He then leans down and sniffs my belly. “My, my, quite the litter you have going on.”

“Litter?” I gasp.

Evelyn places her hands on my shoulder. “Ignore him. He’s the teasing kind.”

“Teasing?” Gryndren sneers.

“Where is Manette?” Evelyn looks around. “I thought she would be home by now.”

I take hold of Evelyn’s hand. “She is!” I reply quickly. “She went to go visit your new property and she hasn’t come back yet. I’m terrified she got caught in the storm.”

“Oh dear,” Gryndren murmurs. “Should I go looking for your bride?”

“She’s probably waiting out the storm in the shelter of the house, no need to worry so much.” She then turns to Gryndren. “I don’t think you going looking for her would be a safe bet. She probably has a dagger or two on her.” She then points up. “You could calm the storm though.”

“As the lady wishes.” Gryndren steps off the porch then charges, flying up into the sky. The air swirls around us, going into a vortex and then evaporating. The sky is still grey, but the thunder and rain have faded away.

“Wat was that?” I gasp, stepping off the porch and looking up.

“Some dragons breathe fire, others swallow storms.” Evelyn smiles at me. “Of course he’ll be able to use that storm later.”

“Of course,” I whisper in awe as Gryndren floats back down to the ground.

Not long later Manette return home, she’s damp but safe. “I’m so glad to have you home!” She greets Evelyn with a hug. “Your sister has been worried to death about you.”

“I don’t know why,” Evelyn sighs. “I was an absolute monster when I left.”

“Speaking of monster,” Manette glances to Gryndren who has his head through the window, drinking tea from a bowl. “What is this about?”