“Yes. You’re so perfect.” Des grimaced. “I was so damn scared.”
“I was too.” He hugged his mate tight. “I was worried about the baby.”
“I want Doc to check you out.” Des gave him a stern look.
“Okay.” He wouldn’t complain. He’d been drugged. Dragons responded poorly to that in general, and he wanted to make sure the baby was fine.
They felt fine, him and his sprog, but it was better to be safe.
“You’re not arguing?” Des asked, his tone a little awed.
“Not this time. Also, I’m hungry.”
Des laughed. “Let me call down for some food.”
“Thank you.” They still had a lot to work out, but he was home now, and so was Des.
And if he had to kidnap Des and hold him hostage, well, now he knew how to do it, didn’t he?
Chapter
Six
“No.” Des sat in his office at the apartment, his phone on speaker while he reviewed a pile of shit he’d let slide in the last few weeks while he and Starry loved on each other. “Negotiations don’t start again until I get an acknowledgement of my demands.”
“Sir, you know they won’t do it.” His lawyer, Magnus Leanos, sighed, sounding put-upon.
He growled, knowing the sound would vibrate in Magnus’s skull. “Then there is no deal.”
“Sir, the territorial raids are not going to stop if we don’t negotiate a peace.”
“I will not make any deals until I get a formal apology. And Alistair as well. They thought they could kidnap him and make him do their dirty work by forcing me to yield to their demands or lose my mate and child.” He was roaring by the time he was done, his wings and tail trying to sprout.
“I understand, sir. I will pass on the message.”
“Good. Today.”
“Immediately.” The call ended, and he hit the damn button, trying not to flame his office.
Dammit, he hated this shit. If the Galandels didn’t stop trying to nibble away at his territory, he was going to stop all negotiations and start a war.
Starry was the only reason he hadn’t yet.
His mate needed a stable home and no fear as far as raising their child was concerned. He would try his best to settle this peaceably.
His phone beeped, and he looked at it, finding a text from Starry.
RU coming home?
I am home. In my office
B right there
Des was the only one Starry texted using letters instead of full words. He was acutely aware of his position in the clan, and he was very careful about it. Which made his impatience when texting Des so cute.
His office door opened, Starry strolling through in a heartbeat. He must have been standing right outside. “Are you coming in to lunch, love?” Starry asked.
“I am.” He shook off his anger and rose, moving to take Starry’s hand.
