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“Alright.”

“Lock the door,” he added. “My instincts will push me back to you. When I check on you, tell me you’re fine.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll reach out to your friends to handle the clothing, too. I?—”

“Don’t do that. They need to hear this from me. They’ll need to see me, too, if you don’t want them to call the cops.”

He didn’t bat an eye at the warning. “Human police don’t challenge dragons.”

“Lovely.” I brushed a few strands of hair out of my eyes. “I’m all set. You can go.”

He dipped his head, then strode out of the room.

My gaze lingered on the bubble of his ass, and my head jerked as I forced myself to stop staring at him.

We were going to fight the heat. Not embrace it.

I locked the door behind him, then leaned up against it and let out a long, pained breath.

My mind scrambled to catch up with everything that had happened.

It was a lot.

And what did I even know about dragon shifters?

I forced myself to think about it.

They could shift between their dragon and human forms.

They were known to be secretive.

And… they guarded a huge supernatural prison somewhere in the mountain range connected to Scale Ridge.

It was the only supernatural prison in the world, as far as I knew.

So yeah, it wasn’t surprising that the dragons didn’t report to human police. They were basically the cops of the supernatural side of our society. They probably didn’t answer to anyone.

There was a harsh knock on the door against my back.

“Fireball?”

Guess he wasn’t kidding about checking on me.

“Why isn’t the water on?”

“I’m just thinking. I’m fine,” I called back.

If I didn’t answer, the bastard could’ve broken the door down, and I wasn’t about to risk that.

There was a moment’s pause.

I wondered what he was thinking about, or what he was considering saying.

He finally said, “Alright. Let me know if you need anything. Food. Water. Toiletries.”

My lips curved upward slightly. “Do you even have food or toiletries here?”

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