Was that a possibility? That if someone had medical issues, they would be disqualified from being claimed by a dragon? Sorry, no asthmatic mates for a high lord of dragondom. They’re not worthy.
It was silly, but I’d always been careful not to use the inhaler in front of him. I hated this weakness that had only started plaguing me this last year, and I didn’t want anyone other than my doctors to know about it. It was bad enough that Pariah knew. But I’d seen her in a hospital bed almost dead, so it seemed fair that she know my problems too.
Xervan raised his eyebrows. “Is there something she could find that would lend proof of that?”
“No. That’s not the point. She’s invading my privacy.”
His eyebrows remained up, reminding me that, no matter what Zola said, Xervan hadn’t forgotten his
