Flustered
Channing’s POV From the Bushmills Market Square, it’s a brief drive to Portrush on the coast. And it’s a beautiful day for it. All except for that part where the dragon got the jump on me. Then he got the better of me and managed to secure not only a truce, but my assistance. So besides being pissed he’s out maneuvered me, my head tells me this is foolish in every way I know. What’s eating at me in a really weird way is that my heart tells me it’s not only made Jericho happy, but also made her safer. Everything I thought I understood about this age-old feud between wolves and dragons has been turned on its nose in the span of a few short moments. Granted, I never liked being my father’s lackey— definitely didn’t like being pigeon-holed into a plan designed centuries before my time f
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