Anton had brought his soldiers who were hiding in the woods that surrounded the temple. After what happened to Maeve, all his dreams and plans came crashing down. Now there was no way to stop Lazarus. Emma was his mate. With Maeve inside her, she would have been of immense use to him, but without Maeve, she was nothing but a human who was a burden.
Quietly, he watched Emma hugging the snout of the dragon. He was awed by the dragon but at the same time hated it. He could actually hear his plans shattering with a deafening silence. His gaze went to the crystal mountain under which Ailill was buried with Maeve's soul and he felt hopeless. The fact that Maeve had a fae mate whom she hid, also gnawed inside him. Suddenly a thought passed through his mind — if her fae mate was here, was it possible that she would have married Ailill instead of him. The thought was so shocking that he almost stopped himself from stumbling.
