Auctioned to the Dragon by Kayla Wolf

Author:Kayla Wolf [Wolf, Kayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

He was being rude. He knew he was being rude, he could feel it in his bones. She kept trying to open up to him a little. He could almost sense her curiosity about him growing, but he kept shutting her down with one-word answers or disappearing into the woods. It wasn’t fair to her, he knew, and he was starting to panic about what he could do. It was either keep being rude or… what? Or confront the way he felt about her, the way he was continuing to feel about her, the way it seemed like he was going to keep feeling about her until something put him out of his misery. Like a rock to the side of the head, perhaps. One hard blow and maybe he’d have some peace.

Ever since he’d looked at her, it was like something had been shaken loose inside him. He knew every trick in the book when it came to managing emotion, but he was running all of his tactics on full blast and only barely keeping control of himself. The day before, when he’d run with her clinging to his back—that had been absolute torture. Feeling her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, clinging tightly to his hips, feeling the strength and power in her body as she hung onto him, the sweet smell of her hair—he’d had to run as hard as he could just to keep control of himself. Being on the brink of exhaustion was the only way to stop himself from going completely insane.

Art had never felt like this before. Never. Like any young man, of course, he’d gone through a phase of having various celebrity crushes, keeping careful track of when certain television shows were on so as to keep track of certain actresses. His siblings had teased him mercilessly over it, of course, but that was to be expected, with siblings. But all of those little crushes absolutely paled in comparison to the strength of what he was feeling for Helena. Was this just what it felt like to be around an attractive woman in the flesh? After all, he’d spent the vast majority of his adult life around his family and nobody else. Even though they weren’t related by blood, there had never been anything there—how could there be, between siblings? (Eric and Yasmin were the exceptions, of course, but they’d fallen for each other as teenagers before they even knew each other’s names.) But every time he looked at Helena it felt like his stomach was trying to backflip out of his mouth. He was a disaster.

And they were getting further and further away from the camp, from the king of the dragons, from the man he had to kill. God, it had almost given him a heart attack when she’d told him she was a dragon. How was he to know there were different species of dragons, different families? All he knew was that wolves had silver eyes.

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