Page 106 of Rescued By The Dragon

A naked man.

I felt a blush rush me.

It’d only ever seen Dorran naked before.

He seemed to notice my unease and brushed his thumb against my flesh. “Stay calm, Little Mouse.”

As we neared, more wolves made their way to the front yard, all of their eyes on us. There were females almost snarling at me, but I didn’t have the guts to look at them. I kept my eyes glued to my shoes.

“Dorran,” a husky male voice said. “Is that you?”

Dorran stopped, keeping me close to his side. I felt his unease at the situation. When I looked up, I realized why.

Several of the wolves were staring at me.

“Yes,” Dorran said sharply. “It’s nice to see you Alpha Chandler.”

He stepped off the porch from amongst the wolves. His body was large, like a linebacker, full of muscle and coiled veins. His face was handsome. His square jaw was covered in scruffy auburn hair cut short to his scalp.

Alpha Chandler stopped several feet away, his gaze shifted toward mine and a smile curled up his mouth. Dorran jerked me behind him, his wing blocking my view from the pack of testosterone-filled men.

“I suggest you call off your pack, Chandler. I can practically smell them drooling over her.”

I didn’t dare a look. I felt it.

Chandler chuckled, and he must have gestured them away because I felt Dorran relax. “You can’t blame them, Dorran. You’ve brought a beauty to us, and I’m wondering if you’re trading—,”

Dorran’s wings spread to full span. “She’s mine,” he said calmly but his voice was full of promise. “I didn’t bring her to trade. I came to collect my favor.”

Dorran’s wings retracted after several minutes of silence.

Chandler’s dark gaze shifted toward mine. “What is she?” he asked, ignoring Dorran’s demand.

“That’s part of the reason I’m here,” he said. “This is Amara, she’s my mate.”

Chandler slid his tongue greedily across his teeth. “Why would you bring her here if not to trade?”

“I need your help. She is a siren.”

Chandler stiffened, his shoulder tensed, and his arms folded over his chest. “You’re sure?”

“Positive,” Dorran said. “We have a siren clan from The South Kingdom coming to get her. She’s a hybrid and was punished to death before she was born. Her mother got away, and they were able to keep Amara hidden until now. Now she has powers, and they are coming after her. I need your help to fight them.”

Chandler furrowed his heavy brow. “You’re The Dragon Prince of The North Kingdom and you need help from me? Why won’t your father grant you access to his army?”

Dorran put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to his side.

Chandler stared at me for a long time, and I didn’t understand why.

“My father is afraid of the sirens. My mother doesn’t like that Amara isn’t a dragon, and I have my brother trying to gain the army’s trust. I can’t bank on that. I trust that you will come through. I saved your life, and now, I need you to help save Amara’s.”

Chandler never looked away from me, his mouth opened in a look that resembled admiration. Tilting my head, I watched lust grow on his face. Why was he doing that in front of Dorran?

I blinked, sliding my tongue against my lower lip, I noticed his irises begin to widen. “Please,” I whispered, unable to stop myself.

Chandler’s chest heaved, and his brows pulled down between his dark eyes. “You’re beautiful,” he said, reaching out to touch me, but Dorran slapped his hand away.

He seemed to stumble back and out of his trance. “What do we need to do?”

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