allowed Gallen to stand. There were so many other things he’d prefer to do with the sexy sorcerer, going to talk to another lost dragon was low on his list.
Holding hands, they left their home and walked across the street. The dragon watched them approach, his expression wary. Before they reached him the beast transformed into an Asian man complete with dragon scale clothing.
“Welcome to Seattle,” Gallen said.
The dragon ignored Gallen, his dark eyes fixated on Aden as if he carried the mysteries of the universe in the palm of his hand and planned to hand them over for free.
“My mate greeted you, it’s polite to say hello.” Aden had to push back his inner dragon or he’d shift and rip out the other dragon’s throat. No one disrespected his mate.
“Forgive me,” the dragon bowed to Gallen, “I was surprised to see a true royal dragon here. Are you trapping the other in hopes of selling us to the emperor?”
Aden frowned. “What in the hell are you talking about? I thought we were fighting the emperor?”
The dragon shifter sighed. “Good. Do you have someplace private we can talk?”
“Come with us.” Aden turned around and headed back across the street. This was becoming repetitive. Find a dragon and take it home.
“I don’t like this new habit you’ve acquired of collecting stray dragons,” Gallen complained as if reading Aden’s mind. “They’re too large to keep as pets.”
“But what else can the other kids play with?” Aden batted his eyes at his mate and smiled when Gallen burst into laughter.
No one said anything else until they were back inside.
“Please have a seat,” Aden pointed to one of the overstuffed chairs.
“Thank you.” The dragon sat gingerly on the edge.
“I promise no one in this room plans to harm you,” Aden said, watching the dragon’s cautious stance.
“We can’t make any promises once you leave here though,” Gallen said. “Seattle is rife with danger these days.”
Aden opened his mouth to object to his mate’s comment about their home city then he recalled the events of the past few weeks. Maybe Gallen had a good point.
The dragon nodded. “Fair enough.”
“What’s your name?” Aden asked.
“I am Liang.”
Aden nodded, recognizing the name. “I’ve met two of your friends.”
“Which ones?” Liang leaned forward eagerly. “I was searching for them and my instincts led me to you. I was looking for Zhou.”
“I’m a newly awakened dragon.” Aden didn’t say more. He didn’t know Liang and refused to spill out his soul to a complete stranger, even if they were on the same side.
“Ahh, you are very powerful, but I can’t tell what kind of dragon you are, only that you have the energy to be king.” Liang stared at Aden as if trying to pry open his soul and check what’s inside.
“That’s not important,” Gallen interrupted. “Zhou and Jiang are living with Aden’s son right now. If you want to see them we can take you over.”
“How do I know it’s not a trap?” Liang’s gaze jumped from Gallen to Aden then back again.
“You don’t. I could have you call the house and talk to your leader, but you still wouldn’t know if he was being forced to say the right things.” Aden knew there was no way to truly make the dragon more comfortable about going with them. “You can either trust us or go back to the sea. It makes no difference to me.”
Aden preferred that all the dragons were reunited, but it wasn’t his duty, he had enough problems on his plate. The annoying reptiles had already brought a dangerous emperor into their lives Aden and had no wish to encourage others to be against them.
Silence filled the living room like an oppressive weight, but Aden didn’t back down. He waited for Liang’s conclusion.
“I don’t want to fight you. I have little doubt I would lose. I could feel your power across oceans and you should keep in mind that if I can feel you, so can others,” Liang warned. “You