tensed, then he sunk lower into the ground, relaxing to her touch. She met his gaze and swore he saw into her soul.
“Your eyes look so sad, and you look so lonely,” she whispered. “I know how that feels, too.” There were no other words uttered. For a quiet moment, she listened to the dragon breathe. She swore they had a connection going. She guessed her love for dragons throughout her life allowed her to find a way to link with the creature without the need for words.
“Becca!” Charlotte’s voice sounded from the trees.
She whirled around, taking a few steps in the direction of Charlotte’s voice. “I’m right here!” She glanced over her shoulder and saw the dragon take off in quick flight. “Wait! Don’t go.”
It was too late. He shot through the air, flying so fast into the darkness of the night, if she would’ve blinked, she’d have missed it.
Within seconds, Charlotte, her two mates, and Drayken rushed from between the trees. They glanced around until they saw her. Her heart sank. The dragon was gone. For a magical moment, she’d felt so in tune with the creature. Now, she was lonely again.
TEN
Vikter wasn’t sure what to think. He’d finally come to the realization he wanted her. The human. Becca. The way she touched his dragon, so carefully and without a single trace of fear or worry, had done him in. Even when she’d noticed his sharp teeth and realized he could have hurt or even killed her with a single claw swipe, she’d stayed.
He glanced into the night. He refused to acknowledge his dragon calling for the human. Lust. That’s what it was. He saw his reflection in the window and growled. This desire for her wasn’t going anywhere.
Razzy slammed his door opened and raced inside. “Vikter!”
“Why did you send the human into my office?” he asked, his temper under control for the first time in weeks.
He turned to face her and caught the flush of crimson on her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Vik. I didn’t think you’d be in there. It was just a joke.” She made a guilty face, shuffling foot to foot.
“Somehow I think this was your way of getting me to interact with our guests,” he said, reading more into his sister’s features than she would have wanted.
She stopped, her brows dipping low. “You should have been there with me, welcoming our guests and celebrating like mother would have wanted.”
He nodded. “You’re right. I should have been there.”
She opened and closed her mouth. “Really?”
“Yes.” He marched toward her, stopping inches from her. “I’m sorry I’ve been so distant. I will try to give you more of the support you need.”
She threw her arms around him, hugging him tight. “No. I’m sorry. I know you’re going through a hard time, but I have faith we’ll find your mate. Soon. I just know it.”
The image of Becca slipped through his mind. The dragon tried to convey something through their link, but Vikter shut him down. He didn’t want or need emotional attachments to anyone. His heart didn’t seem to care what he wanted. The very thought of Becca’s smile, her eyes…something warmed inside him. An emotion he wasn’t really familiar with tugged at his heart.
“I like Becca,” Razzy said. “Do you mind if I invite her over for dinner tomorrow?”
“I don’t mind,” he said, his body heating at the thought of having her near again.
“Good,” she sighed. “Drayken invited himself and Aunt Laina as well. The last thing I want is to have to deal with those two alone.” She pulled back and met his gaze. “He likes Becca. That should take his attention, keep him from annoying me.”
Vikter’s dragon roared to life at the mention of his cousin. Jealousy flittered through his veins, firing a new wave of rage. He bit back a growl and instead focused on the fact he’d have his little human back in his home. That was more to his liking.
“Are you ever planning on shaving again, brother?” Razzy asked, yanking on