Page 36 of A Dragon's Curse


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Her fingertip rubbed between my brows. “But when combined with this…you know I’m right. Don’t be upset because I know you better than you know me.”

I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her off the ground with ease until she was eye level with me. “You think so? Well, even if that’s true, I’m stronger than you.”

She barked out another laugh. “Stronger isn’t always better. I proved that in the gym.”

I was tempted to tell her that I’d let her win, but she was also right. I wanted her to keep that confidence. She’d escaped from Knox and had put up a good fight with me. Her inner wolf strength was more than enough to take care of them.

My dragon’s spirit filled my chest, letting me know he more than agreed with that statement.

“Tell me more about you, then,” I said. “What’s your favorite thing to eat?”

She groaned, rubbing a hand over her stomach. “Everything. Food is life.”

The sullen look on her face made me realize I hadn’t given her the opportunity to clean up, change, or do anything since finding her in the forest. “Are you sure you want to go with us? I could have someone help you get settled here with new clothes and food.”

Her fingers gripped my t-shirt, almost to the point I thought she might rip it. “Not a chance in hell, Mate.”

Our foreheads were nearly touching as she pushed up on her toes, staring me down. I was one second from capturing her mouth and feasting on her when I sensed Lykem’s dragon land.

“You’re eating the second we get back,” I said, still keeping her close.

“As long as you join me,” she replied with a smirk.

Lykem gagged. “For all the dragon eggs, people. Am I going to have to deal with seeing you two all over each other every time we hang out?”

I didn’t bother acknowledging him, but apparently, Dawsyn was fond of banter.

She glanced over at him, her grip still tight on my shirt. “If you think this is ‘all over each other,’ I wonder what you’d think of this.”

Her lips crashed into mine and there was no way I wasn’t going to kiss her back. Her tongue pushed forward, and I angled my head, pulling her closer.

“My eyes, they burn,” he shouted, making Dawsyn laugh.

“He’s entertaining.”

“He’s annoying at best,” I replied.

Lykem huffed. “I can hear you.”

I finally stepped back from Dawsyn. “We weren’t trying to be quiet.”

He threw a rope at Dawsyn’s feet. “I brought that for you. Figured you might not hate riding your mate so much if you had a bit of security.”

As confusion filled me, Dawsyn’s face paled for the briefest of seconds, then she glared at him. “And here I thought I was going to like you.”

He grinned. “You’re going to love me. Obviously, not like Cillian, but a brotherly sort of love. It’s impossible for people not to. I’m just that awesome.”

“Alright, Lick-em,” she jeered. “Whatever you say.”

I grabbed her wrist, lightly tugging her toward me. “What did he mean about riding your mate?”

“First, that’s actually a really inappropriate thing to say in the company of others.” She narrowed her eyes, but the corners of her mouth lifted. “And I might have stretched the truth before when I told you it was fun flying over here on your back.”

I raised a brow. “By how much?”

“By a lot,” she admitted. “It was terrifying, but I’ll get used to it. My wolf and I are just used to being on the ground.”

My arms wrapped around her, and I held her close. “It’s okay. If you want to use the rope, you can.”

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