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She bit her bottom lip, but Maelon forced himself not to think of the last time she'd done it, as he'd stroked between her thighs.
She said, "Don't you even want to know my name?"
"I suppose."
Fire flickered in her gaze. "Never mind. Just go away."
Impatience raced through him. "Excuse me for wanting to heal you. By all means, let's chat a bit."
Gregor growled, "Maelon."
"What? Every second we waste on niceties, the greater the chance her health will turn for the worst. I'll help her first and talk later. I'll be behind the surgery, so send someone to draw the blood."
As he walked down the hall and toward the back door, his dragon grunted.You were rude to her.
I don't care. I'd rather be brusque than watch her suffer.
What do you plan to do about her and the baby?
Maelon didn't answer. His father had been murdered by dragon hunters, and his mother had been so grief-stricken that she'd committed suicide soon after. In the end, her love for her mate had been greater than that for her son.
Soon after, he'd vowed never to take a mate or have children. That way, he'd never have to worry about disappointing or abandoning them.
Now, he didn't know what the fuck he was going to do.
Regardless, he would focus on the most pressing issues for the moment. Once he shucked his clothes, he focused on wings sprouting from his back, his nose elongating into a snout, and his arms and legs growing into limbs. When he stood in his gold dragon form, he stretched his wings and itched to jump into the air, return to Snowridge, and back to his ordered life.
Except as Gregor came out with the necessary supplies to draw some dragon's blood, Maelon knew he couldn't do that.
Bloody hell, he'd have to talk to Rhydian about this.
His dragon asked,And what about the female?
I need to think on it.
Stop being an arsehole.
Maelon ignored his beast and waited for Gregor to finish. However, the dragonman kept the needle in place, even after completing the blood draw, knowing full well Maelon couldn't move until he removed it.
Gregor eyed him as he said, "Her name is Kaylee MacDonald. And if you hurt her, you'll be dealing with not only Lochguard, but Stonefire. So tread carefully, aye?"
Gregor's usual friendliness was gone, replaced with a steely gaze.
Fuck.The complications to his life had already begun.
Not wanting to burn bridges, Maelon nodded. Satisfied, Gregor left and allowed Maelon to shift back into his human form. Once he was dressed, he went looking for his clan leader.
His dragon sighed.And the female?
Later. I need to make sure Snowridge will be a safe place for her before I make any kind of decision.
Maybe she doesn't want to come to Snowridge. If you talked to her, you could find out.
I won't propose anything I can't follow through on. Now, hush. I see Rhydian just up ahead.
The Welsh leader was, in fact, with his human mate. Delaney noticed him first and started to raise a hand in greeting when her brows came together. As soon as he stopped in front of him, Delaney asked, "What the bloody hell is wrong?"
At first, Maelon hadn't known what to expect of the human. But over time, he'd come to appreciate her manner. She'd also learned to trust him, after helping with her pregnancies.
