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BRYNN
The heelsof my combat boots scraped the concrete as my older brother literallydraggedmy twenty-five-year-old, curvy-as-hell ass across the cement like I wasn’t 5’10” and didn’t weigh… as many pounds as I weighed.
But I’m not going to talk about my weight. Weight, schmeight.
It should probably be mentioned that said brother was an ancient dragon shifter. He had raised me alongside my two other brothers, after our parents passed away at my birth, but I was a measly human.
Which meant he was insanely overprotective abouteverything.
Everything that had to do with me, at least.
“This is the most ridiculous thing you have ever done, August,” I hissed, fighting like hell to get my wrist out of his hand.
Spoiler: I was not winning the fight.
And my little, red sweaterdress, which was slightly inappropriate for Scale Ridge’s freezing Autumn temperatures,didn’t appreciate the motion. If I kept fighting, I was going to accidentally flash someone.
“I don’t give a damn,” August growled back, rapping his fist against the door of the secluded mansion he had literally dragged me up to.
I had a sinking feeling I knew who it belonged to—and it was the one person I wouldn’t survive being left with.
Or maybe the one person who wouldn’t survive being left withme.
“I put up with you moving into my apartment for the last year and watching my every move to prove to you that I was fine. If you do this, it means war,” I said, my voice a harsh whisper.
If the house belonged to who I thought the house belonged to, he could probably hear every word I was saying through one of the hundred security cameras probably installed all over theestate.
August knocked again, harder.
Then he hit the doorbell and leaned his face down to the camera, growling, “I need a favor, Villin. Do this for me, and I’ll owe you.”
Everyone wanted a dragon shifter to owe them. The dragons ran the supernatural prison, which meant they could keep someoneoutof prison.
The damn Villins could definitely use that protection. They made it their lives’ purpose to hunt down any vampires who went rogue and started killing humans.
I was so fucked.
Ornotfucked, if you know what I mean.
…Sex.
I’m talking about sex.
Shit, it had beenso longsince I had sex. I missed physical contact, badly. I did still have my best friends, Tatum and Miley, but they were both head-over-heels for their sexy demon mates.
So they were having all the sex.
And I was having none of it.
Oh, how the tides had turned from our days in a shitty apartment, when I was the only one interested in a friendly neighborhood hookup.
Wait… not neighborhood.
That came out wrong.
That’s what happens when you try to make jokes after a year of being watched by an overprotective brother.
