Everyone sits and stares at Teiran, Nisha's eyes sizing him up with unbridled curiosity. Dean clears his throat, waiting for Hayes to say something, anything. But he doesn't. Instead, he stands and turns to walk away. "Hayes," Koda hisses, causing Hayes to stop, look over his shoulder uninterested, and then he walks off.

"I'll take the first watch," he mutters.

"I am Teiran." The dragon heir says. Nisha slaps at Koda, her eyes wide.

"I told you he looks familiar," she hisses at him.

"And how do you know him?" He asks, sounding bored.

"He is the dragon king's kid." She grits out. Koda sits up straighter, his mouth falling open as he looks at me, a grimace on my face as I try to hide my face.

"He is what?" Dean screeches.

"Calm down, they exiled him," Marcos says in Teiran's defense and I feel a twitch at my lip, amused that suddenly Marcos is defending him, even if it is minimal. "Disowned really."

"That doesn't matter," Koda scoffs. "If he looks like a dragon and smells like a dragon, then he is the enemy."

"Do I look like a dragon just sitting here?" Teiran asks, and Koda frowns.

"He means you are big," Nisha tries to explain.

"He is here because I asked him to help us." I say, cutting the chit chat short. "Yes, he is the dragon king's son, yes he was exiled and yes, I do trust him. At least enough to trust that we are not his enemy." "Did you stop to consider that maybe he is our enemy?" Koda groans. "And Hayes agreed to this?"

He suddenly stands, throwing his hands up in anger before he chuckles to himself and he sneers at me.

Hayes and Marcos. He had no problem killing his own kind to keep us safe." I snap at him as I

saved Marcos and Hayes?" Nisha repeats, her tone mocking as

"It seems your leader has

the oath his brother made him take. There is no room for arguing with anyone about that. "I'm going to go sit

and he nods, clearing his throat before

like you have a pet dog," Nisha teases, a giddy grin on her face as she

no one's pet, and I am least of all a dog."

fingers pinching the bridge of my nose. The last thing I need is more arguing over moot points. My body is exhausted and muscles are sore. "I am going to get some sleep

clothing. Sleep, like always, eludes me no matter how long I lay counting the breaths. I roll onto my back, my hand over my stomach as I watch the stars. Hayes had to feel it. Why else would he bring up sparks, and them being important? I shouldn't have denied it, but the fear of what he will do if I say yes

my Hayes. The same guy who

myself to

pressing

stupid, bond driven lycan wants to be curted up with Hayes, to be accepted. But Hayes and I...we are

situationship.

look around my hands to see the

I admit, and he

part of why I am such an asshole." He gives

that could just

I need is to get caught staring at his plush, upturned kissabte lips. He might get the fight idea. That

be

sleep?" He asks, reaching

in any of these bags?" I

you should mention that..." He grins widely, hooking his thumb over his shoulder like he might actually try to play

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