When Tana and Kenna get back, they have Ishir with them. At first, when I see someone riding on the back of one of them, I feel a wave of jealousy rush over me. MY dragon!
‘He’s on Kenna’s back, not mine,’ I hear Tana’s voice flit through the mind link. ‘You are my rider, and only you can give permission for anyone else to ride on my back.’
When they land, she shifts and walks right over to me.
“I don’t know why I felt that flash of jealousy. I know you’re my mate, I …”
“It’s because you’re my rider. Dragons are possessive of what is theirs, and so are Lycans. Put the two together and …”
I pull her to me, kissing her fiercely for understanding me. When I pull away, I turn her toward the changing rooms that are now complete. “Go get dressed before you see exactly what a possessive Drag
