Dragon Shifter Dominion 1: Passion of the Summer Dragon by KC Kingmaker

Author:KC Kingmaker [Kingmaker, KC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KC Kingmaker
Published: 2021-02-22T22:00:00+00:00

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Levia

The house I stood in front of could definitely be described as “vomit-colored”—a pasty green and yellow that was peeling and gross. Then again, it didn’t stand out among all the other buildings around it; they all looked nearly dilapidated.

For someone who reportedly brewed his own alcohol, I felt fitting in was definitely appropriate.

I made my way across the street, keeping my head down. It was the hottest part of day with the sun high in the sky. The heat only worked to intensify the pungent odor of the tanning district: sickly, like rotting flesh, piss, and stagnant water.

I nearly puked from the stench when I reached the house, not that it would have detracted from the décor much.

I knocked on the door and it rattled noisily like it was about to fall off its hinges.

“We’re closed,” announced a voice from the other side. It was hoarse and high-pitched, but certainly male.

“It’s the middle of the day,” I called back. “Manek.”

I heard grumbling and shuffling feet. “And who is it that vexes me on such a hot day?” He sounded closer.

“My name is Levia Sunfall, Vero. I was sent by—”

The door swung open and I nearly stumbled inside. “Hush, woman, are you trying to make me?” He peered left and right, then ushered me in.

The man was short and fat with three chins and a sweaty, bald head. He seemed to either be overheating inside his stuffy abode, or scared of something, his jittery eyes darting all over.

His most noticeable feature was his shining gold teeth, which made him obnoxious looking.

Manek’s house looked like absolute shit—bottles and half-eaten plates all over, shelves and crates overturned. It looked like, well, a dragon had romped through.

“What do you want?” he demanded, pacing near the front door. His edginess made me nervous.

I crossed my arms under my breasts. “Chief Garnu sent me.”

“Ah, another bounty hunter. Great. Haven’t had many of your ilk around, though.” His words hinted at something as he studied me up and down.

I suppressed a shudder while he eye-fucked me. “My ilk?”

“Women.”

“Oh.”

“What does Garnu want?” He resumed his pacing, apparently having had his fill of wanton thoughts.

I tilted my head. What an odd question. “If I’m not the first bounty hunter who’s been through here, then you know what he wants.”

He flapped a pudgy hand at me. “I want to hear you say it. I like your voice.”

I frowned. “I’m here for the dragonrune sword. Garnu said you’d have information regarding it.”

“Well, he lied.”

I twitched, my body tensing. That wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. To have him say it so quickly and dismissively—

“Bullshit,” I said. “I didn’t travel through woodlands and hills and prairies for days just to hear that.”

“Too bad, girl. You can go now.”

“No, I can’t,” I replied firmly, bracing myself for trouble. The man just wouldn’t cease pacing. “Will you stop, please, and talk to me? Maybe we started off on the wrong foot.”

He finally spun toward me, standing in place but looking like he was about to flop over.

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