The Dragon Who Loved Me by Aiken G. A

The Dragon Who Loved Me by Aiken G. A

Author:Aiken, G. A. [Aiken, G. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Romance
ISBN: 9781420132892
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2011-01-01T07:00:00+00:00


Rhona shook her head, confused. “What does that mean?”

“It means I told them to stay away from what was mine.”

Wait . . . what? “Yours?”

“Mine. I told them that if they wanted to keep their eyes in their heads and scales on their backs—they’d stay as far away from you as possible.”

“But—”

He started walking toward her. “And, as my kind often does, my younger brother tried to test me. Kept looking at you. Growling inappropriately.”

“How does one growl inappropriate—”

“Lusting after what was mine.”

“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with you—”

“So I cracked his bloody head open with my hammer.”

Rhona froze and focused on the seething male before her. “You did what?”

“He survived. His head was kind of flat anyway.”

“He’s your brother!” she yelled.

“Then he shouldn’t have looked!” Vigholf yelled back at her.

Disgusted, she turned from him and returned to her bedroll. “You’re worse than Éibhear and Celyn!”

“I am not,” he shot back, insulted. “Unlike that Blue baby, I made it clear from the very beginning I had interest in you. The fact that my brother chose to ignore that was his own damn mistake.”

“Oh, well, I guess that makes it all right then.”

“As far as Northlanders are concerned, it does.” He followed her. “You might as well accept that I knew what my intentions toward you were from the very beginning. And the fact that you’re a Cadwaladr was simply my burden to bear.”

“Your burden to . . .” No. Best not get into that or she’d hit him again. So Rhona took a deep breath and crossed her arms over her chest. “And when exactly was the beginning of this great want? An hour or so? Two? When you kissed me this morning?”

“No. Since that night you got drunk with your cousins at Garbhán Isle.”

Rolling her eyes, Rhona reminded him, “That happened . . . what? Two days ago?”

“Not that time. The other time. When me, Ragnar, and Meinhard brought Éibhear and Keita back from the Northlands and Outer Plains.”

Frowning, “What the hells are you talking about?”

“I was sitting up one night, staring out the window . . . missing my damn hair.” And gods, the glare she got when she laughed. “When I saw all these dragons flying low—all of you for some reason wearing eye patches—when you suddenly dropped Keita like a sack of grain.” Rhona winced at the memory. Although it was more about those ridiculous homemade eye patches than dropping Keita, but that involved a long explanation she wasn’t about to get into.

“The others went up and over the building, but you . . . you flew right into the wall by my window. Damaged the stone with that hard head of yours.”

“Oy!”

“But all I could think was, ‘Look at the tail on that one.’ You know why? Because that was my tail. And since you seem to be the only one completely oblivious to that—even after that damn kiss—let me make it clear for you . . .” He stood right in front of her



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