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I couldn’t let myself obsess about that, though.

Dragon shifters surrounded me, one on every side as I followed Jasper through the hallway and down a set of stairs.

Those stairs were followed by more stairs.

And more stairs.

And more stairs.

So many stairs that I started to wonder if maybe the shifters’ size wasn’t because of their magic—it was because they spent their whole lives climbing stairs.

I huffed and puffed my way after Jasper.

No one offered me a hand. If August was possessive, having their scents on my skin wouldn’t work out well for any of us.

I couldn’t help but hope he would care.

That he would want me.

I counted the floors and turns as we went, embedding them into my mind as much as possible. I wanted to make sure I could find my way out, in case I got stuck or left behind.

The further down we went, the more I could hear sounds echoing through the hallways we passed.

Pained moans.

Rattling chains.

Angry voices.

Something hard hitting a wall rhythmically.

My arms were around my middle and my stomach was clenched painfully, when we finally stepped into a hallway.

“Don’t make eye contact with anyone in the cells,” Jasper said, not pausing a beat. “Don’t get close to any of them, either.”

I took a step closer to Jasper.

The dragons around me tightened the gaps between us.

Silence reigned as we walked through the cold stone halls. The dragons around me kept me hidden from the prisoners’ sights, and hid them from me too.

A few minutes later, we slowed to a stop.

“What do you want, Jas?” August’s gravelly voice made my entire body tense.

He sounded exhausted.

Worn out.

Hopeless.

“You’ve got a visitor.”

“What?” August’s harsh question made me bite my lip.

My mind couldn’t decide whether to focus on the sexy dreams it had been hit with the night before, or the many possible ways I was about to be rejected.

Jasper finally stepped to the side, and my gaze met August’s.

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