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“Ugh.”
“Now tell me more about what Gem said,” Evan ordered.
And they were back on that. “He didn’t say much. Just that he’d heard some of the other players don’t want smaller shifters like us in the league. He was mad about the fight because he just found that out. He told me that we needed to be careful.”
“I’m going to order our dinner and make some calls,” Evan said. “Watch the game.”
“Like this?” Nix wiggled under Evan. “All tied up?”
“That’s how I like my boy.” Evan rose to his knees before smacking Nix’s ass.
Nix groaned again. “You’re going to make me come in my pants.”
“That would definitely get you punished,” Evan warned.
“Figured.”
“Be a good boy for Daddy.” This time when Evan patted his ass, Nix tried to push up but Evan climbed off the bed.
“Come back!” Nix cried.
“Dinner, boy. I saw pumpkin pie on the room service menu,” Evan warned.
“I’m just lying here watching the game.” Not trying to get pressure on his cock or anything like that. No, he’d never do that.
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Evan
With their dinner ordered, Evan started to reach out to his friends in the league. He wasn’t surprised to learn that most had already heard from Vin. Evan added his own pressure to find out what was going on.
There were guys he trusted in the league and he had a good idea who might be a problem. If needed, once he got home, Evan would reach out to Lithis as well. His cousin was a warrior dragon and if anyone would be willing to come help Evan watch over Nix, it would be Lithis. Evan just hoped that it wouldn’t come to that.
Targeting the triplets was not going to happen.
It was bullshit that anyone in the league even thought this way nowadays. Predator and prey. They should be past all that. If someone wanted to test Evan’s resolve then he would remind him what a dragon was capable of.
Dragons had been hunted for centuries for their abilities. When other paranormals figured out that dragons could not be forced, bartered, or made to do their bidding, the dragons had been killed.
Evan had watched for years as his family, his clan, had been hunted to nearly extinction.
Good strong people had been killed for pure greed. Because they believed something about his species, that they could be commanded, and had been wrong. Evan was tired of fighting paranormals that should be working together.
“Shoot the puck!” Nix yelled at the screen.
Evan snorted. Nix had a tendency of talking to the television. It didn’t matter if it was a game or a movie that he’d seen a dozen times. Nix just talked to the television like he could direct the characters. It amused Evan.
He sent one last text as a knock came on the door.
Evan slipped his cell into his back pocket as he went to get the food.
“Hey, thanks for bringing this up,” Evan greeted.
“No problem, sir. Would you like me to wheel this inside?”
“I’ve got it,” Evan replied. He hadn’t spoken to Nix about anyone knowing they were together although most of their team had to know something was happening. Evan had practically announced his claim on Nix on the plane earlier when he’d seated the boy beside himself.
“No problem, sir. Please sign here.”
