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“Who the fuck are you?” he asked.

I sighed. Rude ass fucking wolves. “Théoden and Josef are expecting me. Tell them Vex is here.”

“Fucking dragon,” he grumbled.

“Insult me again and I’ll turn you into a pile of ash,” I warned. Granted, if I were to kill one of Théoden’s wolves, because that was who they were now, whether they wanted to accept it or not. They were Théoden’s wolves, not Josef’s. Well, he’d probably be pissed, but he would also understand. I was a fucking Dragon Knight and demanded the utmost respect.

“Let him in,” I heard Théoden say.

The wolf snarled, but backed up and stepped to the side. I walked into the mansion and nodded at Théoden, who was looking quite dapper in a black suit with a silver tie. I could see why Tylendel had affection for the half-breed. Théoden was gorgeous and his bite was orgasmic. Of course, I’d only let him bite me twice in the long time that I’d known him. I wasn’t as close to Théoden as Ty was.

“Thank you for allowing me access,” I said.

Théoden nodded. “I know you’ve been looking forward to this night. So, he’s the human you’ve been lusting after?”

I slapped Isiah’s firm ass and nodded. “Yep.”

Théoden chuckled. “From the view of his ass, I can see why.”

“Trust me, the rest of him is just as perfect. I aim to keep him that way.”

“We’re all in the backyard. It’s almost time,” Théoden said. “Tylendel is on his way. Should be here any minute now.”

“Why is he coming?” I was curious. Giorgio was already a wolf.

“He’s coming so Giorgio can bond with his pack.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “I do believe Tylendel is smitten.” I laughed at the thought of the most vicious and powerful Dragon Knight among us being taken by his wolf pet. Although, Giorgio was strikingly beautiful. A stunning image of his father, Josef. “What about Dio and Dion?”

Théoden shook his head. “Your king has not released them.”

I laughed. “I’m sure they are far too busy being royally fucked to care, too.”

The same wolf who’d let me in, opened the door for Giorgio and Tylendel. Ty was wearing a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt that was stretched tightly over his well-chiseled muscles. Giorgio was wearing dark blue bootcut jeans, a black t-shirt, and a collar. Frankly, I was shocked to see that Giorgio was wearing clothes, period. I figured Ty would bring his wolf pet wearing nothing but a harness and collar… maaaybe a leather jockstrap. Oh yes, Giorgio was changing Ty as much as Ty was changing him.

“Really, Vex, couldn’t even let one night go by before trying to turn your human?” Ty asked me.

I shrugged. “I really couldn’t. Unlike you, I’ve had to wait to play with my puppy.”

“Everyone is in the backyard. Let’s join them,” Théoden said, and we followed. I did take a look around Josef’s house as I traveled towards the back. The man had taste, no doubt about it. Exquisite and expensive taste. His home was good enough for me to live in, and that was saying something as dragons are partial to luxurious things. Squalor and dragons didn’t go together. Even our bordellos were high class. Hell, our slums would be considered a rich side of town to anyone living in the Outskirts. That was why so many humans wanted to live in our territory. But like everything else with dragons, our standards were high, too.

Wolves and vampires took anyone. They didn’t care about looks or education or backgrounds. We did. First and foremost, you had to look fuckable for us to even let you in. We were vain and we made no excuses or apologies. It was what it was. I made my way out to the backyard and took a seat, then placed Isiah on the grass between my legs. He looked up at me, that evil expression on his face, but it didn’t matter.

Théoden and Tylendel each took a seat on either side of me. Tylendel let Giorgio go to his father, and the two were embracing and talking, trying to catch up. Again, I was surprised to see Tylendel give Giorgio so much leeway. I would have thought he’d keep him on a very short leash, literally and figuratively.

“You’re being awfully free with him,” I said. I couldn’t help myself.

“He’s mine. I don’t need to cling to him to prove that. When I leave, he will be coming with me. However, we’ve come to an agreement that he can hunt with his pack on full moon nights,” Tylendel said.

“All good boys need rewards,” Théoden said. “I’ve come to the same agreement with Ivan.”

At the mention of the other wolf’s name, I saw Giorgio hugging his younger brother. It would seem that Josef’s boys were playing their cards just right where Théoden and Tylendel were concerned. I wondered if the Prince and my fellow Knight suspected anything, or were they just pleased with how well things were going? I was the curious sort, I didn’t want submission to be easy. I thought I would have grown bored with Giorgio and Ivan, regardless of how beautiful they were. I didn’t want complacency. I wanted passion and vigorous, unrelenting spirit. I didn’t want to break Isiah, but to free him from the banality of humanity.

The sky was dark now, but the moon wasn’t quite full yet. Soon. Damn, I couldn’t wait.

CHAPTER SEVEN

ROMEO