Sitting on the bed in his jail cell, he closed his eyes and continued reinforcing his mental prison. Before all of the shit with the drugs and amnesia had happened, Killian had been skilled in keeping his dragon contained when needed. He only hoped he could keep it up.
After all, he needed to do whatever he could to stay awake. His dreams only plagued him with what he couldn't have. Namely, his family at his side and Brenna in his bed.
Blue spoke up. Why hasn't she visited us? I thought she liked us.
Black replied, We're unstable because you keep fighting me. Of course she's going to stay away.
No, I think it's because of you. After all, you never noticed her when you were the only one here.
Killian stepped in. Enough. She stays away because of you both. If you never work together, we'll rot in this cell for the rest of our lives. We'll never be able to help our family or Brenna if that happens.
Both dragon heads kept quiet.
After testing and prodding every piece of his mental cage for who knew how long, a familiar voice reached his ears—his mother's. "Killian."
Looking up, he stood and went to the bars. His mother touched his face. "Do they really need to keep you in here?"
True to form, his mother was more concerned about him than anything to do with her. "I'm fine, Mam. It's just good to see you again."
She frowned at him. "Of course I'd come. And not just because your memory has returned, either. You may be grown, but you'll always be my son, Killian."
"Mam…"
A male Northern Irish accent jumped in. "Besides, it was time to meet at least one of my new children."
He tore his gaze from his mother to find Lorcan Todd not far behind her. "With all my memories back, I'm not sure how I feel about you mating my mother."
"Killian," his mother said, her voice full of warning. "Lorcan is my mate and I won't have you being disrespectful. At least, unless it's warranted."
Lorcan snorted. "I'll behave if he does."
His mother glanced over her shoulder and shared a smile with Lorcan. Killian should feel overprotective; after all, Lorcan's clan had been the enemy of his own for a while. But for once, Killian would take his mother's happiness at face value, try not to hover, and give the male a chance. "I will do the same."
Caitlin beamed. "The two most important males in my life are getting along. It's a good day."
Killian rolled his eyes. "We're grown males. It's not that hard."
She clicked her tongue. "It's actually quite difficult. Alpha dragon males are temperamental sorts. That's why I brought another female to help even out the numbers."
He frowned. "Teagan is too busy to come to Stonefire right now."
Brenna's voice cut in. "No, it's not Teagan."
His gaze instantly shot to Brenna's. Both dragons said in unison, It's her.
He yearned to touch her face and take in her scent.
However, that wasn't possible at the moment, if ever. So Killian cleared his throat. "I wasn't sure if you were ever going to visit me."
Shaking her head, Brenna replied, "Of course I'd come. I've been busy, and Tristan hadn't cleared me to visit. And you may not know him very well, but you don't want to upset Tristan. He's a gentle giant with his mate and children, but he can be quite growly and intimidating if you try to interfere with his work."
He and Brenna stared at one another. There was so much he wanted to say, and yet he didn't know where to start.
Caitlin spoke up. "Now that I know my son is well and not insane, I think Lorcan and I are going to settle in and visit with Bram. I'm sure you and Brenna have quite a bit to talk about."
The honorable thing to do would be to tell his mam that he was fine and he'd spend some time with her after everything she'd done for him.
But as he stared into Brenna’s brown eyes, he couldn't find the words.