Chapter 68

Sarn

She vexes me so and I need a drink. She has no idea the danger she faces when around me. Until I told her what happened, I'd forgotten for a short time. Forgotten the look and smell of Roxanne's burned flesh-her whimpers and the devastation on Laryn's face when he saw what I'd done to his bride.

"Damn she-wolf," I mutter again. I finally locate my sweats and storm back to the cabin after pulling them on. I'm not at all happy when I see her brother waiting. Are all these beastkind animals without self-preservation? I need my dragon realm where everyone but other dragons fear and bow to me. They wouldn't dare be waiting in front of our homes with an attitude.

Roland blocks my path when I attempt to charge past him. If he wants to play, I'll be happy to oblige. He's not quite as tall or as broad as I am, but he's still a large guy. Before he suspects what I'm planning, I grab his arm and twist him around. A firm shove sends him to the ground face first. He gazes up from the ground w