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But Warrick isn’t acting like this is awkward. Instead, he looks between Stellan and me like we’re a puzzle to figure out.
Still, I can’t believe Stellan didn’t warn me before bringing me here! This is all kinds of awkward. Then again, dragons are much more open and affectionate than fae are. Fae aren’t exactly known for being warm and fuzzy.
Sorry.
I have no idea how to send him my thoughts, but I shoot him another glare and think,When we get out of here, we’re going to have a long chat about what is proper for a fae.
But I’m not a fae, at least not fully. And it makes me wonder about elves. I wish that the book I borrowed from the library had more information on things other than their magic.
Stellan squeezes my shoulder and smiles at me. It’s really hard to stay mad at him when he’s so cute.
Cute? He wrinkles his nose.
Hey, it’s my head. I’m allowed to think whatever I want.
Warrick clears his throat and I snap my gaze toward him. He shuffles papers around on his desk, but I can see his smirk. The look reminds me of Stellan when he’s amused by something.
“It makes sense,” Warrick says. “Before, when the soulmate bond disappeared after the war, dragon shifters still had a mate bond with their spouses. So it’s not completely unexpected.”
Stellan nods thoughtfully.
I know next to nothing about the mate bond, except that soulmates can hear each other’s thoughts. I’m pretty sure it’s deeper than that, but I refuse to ask questions in front of Stellan’s father.
Stellan holds his hand out to me and pulls me from the chair when I put my hand in his. “Wisteria and I are going to go talk—she doesn’t understand any of this, so I’m going to explain it to her.”
Warrick nods, turning his attention back to the papers in front of him. I wait until the door behind us is shut to exhale, but I keep my questions to myself. If I talked now, I’m pretty sure he’d hear us.
“He would,” Stellan confirms. “Dragon shifters have really good hearing.”
“Is this permanent?” I ask. Because Stellan being in my head all the time could get pretty embarrassing.
“Are you afraid I’ll learn that you actually like it when I don’t wear a shirt,” he teases.
I’m pretty sure he already knew that. I am good at hiding my emotions from everybody except Stellan. For some reason, he has always been able to read me.
“Not always,” he says, once again answering my thoughts out loud.
I groan. “This is going to get embarrassing very quickly.”
He just laughs.
I look at him, furrowing my brows. “So, why am I not hearing all of your thoughts? I can only hear things you say to me specifically.”
“Dragon shifters are taught how to block their thoughts from an early age,” Stellan explains. “If I didn’t, any dragon could read my thoughts. It’s how we talk to one another when we’re shifted.”
“So there is a way to block it.” I perk up at the news.
He nods.
“Are you going to tell me?”
He just grins, not responding. And I can’t even be mad because he looks so cute.
“Not cute. Manly. Rugged. Handsome.”
I snort. “I’ll call you cute if I want.”
I’ll just have to ask Evander to teach me to block my thoughts. I bet he wouldn’t be offended if I called him cute.
