Page 23 of Must Love Dragons
He nodded, jaw clenched, eyes stormy with rage.She knew exactly what was going through his mind without him saying a word.
He was going to leave and hunt for his uncle.
And she wasn’t going to let him do it alone.
She handed the tablet to Delaney.“Can you guys give us the room for a moment?”
The trio left, heading into the house attached to the rescue.A pulse of determination surged through Kinsley as she stared at the infuriating dragon.“You’re going after them and you’re not going to reach out to your clan members because you don’t want to endanger them.”
He didn’t answer.His body was tense like he was already preparing for battle.Then, finally, he exhaled sharply.“I have to.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“Not just no, buthell no.”His tone was sharp like a blade, but she’d already been cut by his dismissal of her earlier, so this didn’t bother her in the slightest.
“I am too going, you stubborn ass.”
“It’s not your fight.”
“That’s bullshit.”
His eyes darkened and she could smell the fire of his dragon.Her magic rose inside her in response.“You don’t understand.”
“No, Zay, you’re the one who doesn’t understand.”She closed the distance to them.“I’m your truemate.And that’s a reality that doesn’t matter if you accept it or not.And because I’m your truemate, it means that I’m already in this fight.Your fight is mine, your family is mine.I’ll also point out that the warlocks saw us together, and that means I’m a target too, and I’m not about to get my ass handed to me by some dark magic-wielding warlocks or put my friends in their crosshairs.So you can either willingly let me help you, or you can be pissed off when I follow you anyway.I’m not about to let you get yourself killed because you think I’m not worth having as a mate.”
She was breathing hard, her skin flushed and her fury banked like a smoldering wildfire.His breath caught in his throat and for a heartbeat, she saw real, raw emotion in his eyes.
And then it was gone.
Whatever walls he was putting up between them slammed back into place.
“That isn’t up to you,” he said with cold detachment.
Oh, that stung.
She shook off the sting and squared her shoulders.Hell hath no fury, right?
“We’ll see about that.”
Then she turned on her heel and stormed out of the rescue.
She had plans to make and an uncle to free.
And a warlock clan to put out of their evil misery.
Then she’d claim her dragon mate and make him regret ever doubting that she had his best interests at heart.
She just needed a few supplies first.
Zay watched Kinsley storm out of the rescue, her cat Nysa hurrying after her.Everything she’d said to him was ringing in his head like church bells.The way she’d called him out about pushing her away, the way she claimed his fight as her own.
No one outside of his family had ever stood up for him the way she did.
She didn’t even know him, but she was already acting like his ride-or-die.
His dragon was restless again, pacing inside him and making all sorts of demands to go after her.
He should let her go.He should leave her to do whatever the hell she wanted, take to the sky and find Rorik, and never step foot in Sable Cove again.But he couldn’t bring himself to do that.Never see her again?What would that do to him?
