Cain and Nathan were going out of their way to ensure Dalinda was comfortable in their home and not leaving. They had offered her clean clothes and food. Cain had gone as far as to offer to go out and buy her art supplies to keep her busy in the house.
She however, was dead set on making everything difficult and had one foot already out of the door and the other on their throats.
Dalinda looked down at the hand that held her like it was a filthy slug wrapped around her arm. “I swear, I will roast your hand if you do not let me go right now,” she stated through clenched teeth.
Cain believed every word, he could practically feel the heat increasing under his palm and her scales were making spontaneous appearances all over her face and arm. He was sure her dragon was ju
