Faye straightened her shoulders. “It’s not pity in my eyes, Grant, just concern. Although why I’m bothered, I’ll never know.”
His beast grunted. Because she wants to kiss us.
He resisted looking at her lips. “You don’t need to concern yourself about me. I’ll handle the situation,” Grant stated.
She studied him a second before saying, “The Grant I know would’ve told me to mind my own fucking business. What’s wrong with you?”
He carefully kept his face expressionless. “Nothing, I just have a lot on my mind. But if you want me to insult you, I can do that quite handily, lass.”
“You almost never call me ‘lass.’ Something is going on.”
She walked up to him, and Grant resisted taking a step back. Faye’s feminine scent filled his nose, and his dragon roared. She’s right there in front of you. Don’t be a fool.
He nearly reached up to tuck a stray piece of curly hair behind her ear, but instead, he took her elbow and turned the dragonwoman toward the door. “Since you’re working for me now, I need you to go talk with Fergus. Unless you want me to find someone else to do it?”
After one long look, she shook her head. “No. I’ll be your errand slave for now, but I might just see if I can find out information on my own as well.”
“Don’t even think of leaving the clan.”
“The restriction on flying because of rogue drones attacking dragon-shifters was lifted last week. I can come and go as I please.”
“Faye….”
“I’ll report back later.”
With that, Faye exited the room.
Grant ran his hands over his close-cropped hair. She’s going to go searching, isn’t she?
Why don’t you trust her? She’s not a teenager anymore. Faye knows how to stay hidden and also recognizes when it’s time to retreat. Maybe you just don’t like the thought of her finding things out before us.
You sound like her. We’re too old for competitions.
His dragon sniffed. You’re becoming boring as you age.
Rather than answer his beast, Grant sat behind his desk and looked at the printed profiles of every clan member who had permanently left Lochguard. There had to be something in them he could use. He might know his own family, but there were others he barely knew beyon
d saying hello or making small talk.
Regardless, he needed to find where they were hiding before Faye did. The thought of her fighting the rogue dragon-shifters on her own didn’t sit well with him.
While he’d never admit it out loud, the reason was because once the threat was contained, he planned to go after Faye. Just thinking of her wild and demanding on top of him sent blood rushing to his cock. Her temper might annoy him when it came to work, but it would make her a firebrand when naked.
His dragon spoke up again. Then stop stalling. Even without kissing her, you can court her.
No. I don’t need any distractions.
Ignoring his beast, Grant focused back on his work. He’d never have a chance with Faye MacKenzie if he failed.
Chapter Two
Faye jogged to her brother Fergus’s house and tried to figure out why Grant was acting so strangely. While he’d done a good job of hiding it, she swore he’d glanced at her lips.
Maybe she was just imagining things.
Her beast sighed. Why do you deny it? We want him and it’s no longer the 18th century where females must wait for males to take action. Kiss him, fuck him, and then we can focus on protecting the clan.
I know what you’re getting at, but I’m going to pretend I don’t know what you’re talking about. That situation won’t end well.