Page 63 of Her Silent Knight

“Why? Oh, right. You’re a dragon. How could I forget? Well, you get an issue anyway.”

“I’ll donate mine to the village.”

“You donate a lot of your stuff to the village.”

“I don’t need much. They do.”

Awww. Stupid dragon with a big heart. That would not sway her decision.

“I’ll tell Trix to add your weekly gas ration to the list of things going to the village. You’ll still have to do the work though.”

“I don’t mind standing guard.”

“For the gas ration, we ask that you or your mate help with something else. Or, you can just turn down the gas ration, since you’re not going to use it.”

“I’ll help out in the field. It may take my mate awhile to get acclimated. I don’t want her doing any work until she decides on her own how she wants to contribute around here.”

Fuck that.Your nonexistent mate has no plans on contributing shit to this place. Whatever this place was.

“That’s understandable,” the woman agreed with him.

Whatever bitch.Sin rolled her eyes. She couldn’t believe she’d passed out and ended up captured by her dragon again. What was wrong with her magic? Unless, no, that couldn’t be it. What that dragon had told her couldn’t be true.

He couldn’t seriously be her mate. Could he? Sin shook her head. Nope. He wasn’t. She wasn’t even going to entertain that idea. Then again, every time she’d tried to hurt him, she’d felt weaker and weaker until she started passing out from doing it.

The first time, at the train station, putting him to sleep had given her a slight headache and made her nauseous. Then when she’d tried to torture him, she couldn’t. All she’d done was cause herself to pass out and become his captive.

Fucking shit hole. Could it be? No. Ugh, why was she still trying to deny it? That motherfucking dragon was her mate. The bastard who’d tried to turn her over to TD was the person the Fates deemed worthy of her.

They must’ve been high when they made that decision. He wasn’t even her type. Yeah, she liked tattoos. And he was covered in them. Yeah, she liked men who had abs for days. And he had abs for weeks.

Yeah, she liked handsome men with chiseled jawlines and a big dick.... Fuck, he was so her type. Why me? Scratch that. Not me! Bottom line was, she didn’t like him. And if she didn’t like him, she didn’t have to be with him.

He couldn’t force her to be his mate. She was pretty sure that was illegal. And if it wasn’t illegal here, she’d just.... She’d just.... Damn it. She could hear the voices once again.

“I’ll be able to get most of those items for you by tomorrow. The rest may take a while.”

“I understand. This is short notice.”

“Let me see the bedroom so I can see...”

“My mate is resting.”

“I know. I just want to see how the furniture is positioned so I can...”

“You can see it when my mate awakens and says it’s okay.”

The woman chuckled. For some reason, that irritated Sin.

“You’re already protective of her,” the woman said.

“Of course. I’ll always be protective of her.”

Awwww. Stupid dragon. His words would not sway her.

“I can’t wait to meet her. And it’s good that you’re protective of her. That’s how mates should be. My mate was just as protective.”

Maybe this chick wasn’t so bad. Oh no. She said was. Her mate was just as protective. Past tense.