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"What about my tumor?" What if it were visible in a photo and guys were turned off by it? "I think I changed my mind."
"How about we take a bunch of pictures. You can decide which ones to use. If you don't like any of them or don’t want to create a profile, we won't. You can also take it down whenever you want."
He'd always avoided taking photos of himself because his lump had been very noticeable before, but it wasn’t visible when he saw his reflection in the mirror. He had to feel around for it on his neck to even know it was there. "Let's do it."
Chapter Six
How Ulises ended up at the clubhouse draped over Easton's mate's motorcycle was anyone's guess. All he knew was the pose was anything but comfortable and he’d been unaware Easton could be so bossy.
"You need a leather jacket." Jarrell snapped a picture with a digital camera. Not the camera on his phone. It made Ulises feel ridiculous and sort of like a sexy model all at the same time.
"An oversized one." Easton tapped his chin.
"Not hard to find in a club full of dragon shifter bikers, Easton." Jarrell rolled his eyes.
Easton turned and started toward the door of the club. "I'll get Gavin's."
"Daruss's is more badass. It's scuffed and stuff." Jarrell didn't stop taking pictures. They'd have hundreds by the time they were finished. And all for a dating app. It seemed like overkill, but whatever.
"No way am I talking to him. He's scary." Easton’s shoulders went to his ears.
"Says the guy mated to the most badass alpha in existence." Jarrell rolled his eyes.
Easton smiled. If they were cartoon characters, he'd have hearts for eyes. "True."
Ulises got off the bike. "I'll go in and ask him."
Of all the Dragon Skull guys, Daruss might’ve seemed like the scariest, but maybe he was only like that with certain people. He'd never hurt Ulises. Ulises was one of the boys. And boys were protected, particularly those who had been rescued from abusive and traumatic situations.
"What about Izzy? He's inside, Ulises." Easton pointed to Izzy's bike.
"I mean nothing to him. So he shouldn't mean anything to me either." Not to mention any tension that was between them would have to end. Daruss would make sure of it. A bunch of volatile dragon shifters didn't need an excuse to fight. Drama between members wasn’t tolerated while inside the club.
They followed him inside. It was the first time he'd entered the building since arriving. They'd stayed in the parking lot up to that point. He might be nervous about seeing Izzy, but he tried not to show it.
He pretended to let his eyes adjust to the lighting, but he needed to concentrate on calming his pounding heart because Izzy was at the bar, flirting with a half-dressed boy.
As soon as Izzy saw him, he said something to the guy, kissing his cheek, and then closed the distance between them. "Looking for me?"
Before Ulises could answer, Easton stepped in front of him. "No. He's not."
Oh gods. Ulises could feel the heat rise to his face. "It's all right. I've got this."
Easton moved to his side but kept his arm around Ulises' shoulders for support. "Am I not allowed in the club anymore?"
Izzy drew back in confusion. "Of course you're allowed here. Why wouldn't you be?"
Ulises shrugged. "Why else are you talking to me? I'm just the freak with the tumor you humored once upon a time. Remember?"
Ulises hadn’t felt like a freak since his tumor had shrunk. His confidence had grown. It changed his internal dialogue. Two words from Izzy had the power of reducing him right back to where he’d been before. And something about that was unforgiveable.
Izzy sighed. His shoulders sagged. "Shit."
"Is the freak allowed in or not?" He hated the place the one word took him to. It locked him in a dark box that light couldn’t penetrate.
"This is your home as much as mine. Family is family."
Izzy was a founding member. He was second in command under Daruss. He had the power to throw Ulises out if he wanted to. "Family is family, huh? So I guess it doesn't matter who you fuck. But it should."
