Chapter 9
The convertible took the side streets at breakneck speeds. Drake couldn’t help himself. All he wanted was for Layla to be back in the center of his vast Territory, surrounded by the dragons he could trust to protect her. There was also a fierce need to make sure young Miri was alright, as if he might sweep in like a foul wind and finish the job he started.
Those were the dreams that haunted Drake during his early years. They’d faded over time, other, more pressing issues taking precedent while he ran the largest group of dragons in the States.
Beside him, his mate was furious. Drake feared he might have taken several steps backward with her. Their day had been going fantastic, almost like a date. She was becoming less and less a creature and more of a person every day.
Yet, w
