When Kevin and Joshua stepped onto Tyson’s porch, Kevin gently closed the door before he grabbed Joshua’s arm and began dragging him down the steps. Joshua pulled once against him but gave up, knowing he could not fight the iron grip the dragon had on him.
“Ow! Let go! I can walk on my own,” Joshua demanded.
Kevin laughed and said, “Not a chance. In the few minutes you have been here, you have managed to insult all dragons, werewolves, my family, and, worst of all, your mate, who happens to be my oldest daughter. That will not be tolerated in Obsidian.”
“I thought Obsidian was famous for allowing everyone to live and believe the way they choose,” Joshua said. “Does that include everyone but me?”
“No. Not just you. We encourage everyone to do what makes them happy, but it cannot come at
