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“Kit isn’t going back to that apartment.”

“That’s your instinct talking,” Connie teased.

Hudson shrugged. “Nevertheless, he’s here, and he isn’t leaving.”

Connie dropped back down onto Hudson’s chest. “Do you think he’ll be happy with us? Do you think we can make him happy? Mating with us is going to be a huge change.”

Hudson went back to running his hand through Connie’s hair. “Fate paired us with him for a reason. We may never know the reason, but that’s okay too. We don’t have to. All we need to worry about is making him happy.”

“Which goes back to what I just asked.Canwe make him happy?”

“We can. We will. He belongs to us, but we also belong to him. Do I think all three of us are going to have to make adjustments? Of course. Probably in more ways than one too. But Kit is our soul bonded mate, and I don’t believe Fate makes mistakes.”

“It terrifies me Lennox is targeting Kit,” Connie said.

“Me too,” Hudson admitted. “Especially since it makes no sense for him to be doing that. But we’ll deal with him just like we dealt with his brother.”

Connie snuggled closer to Hudson. The threat in Hudson’s voice was unmistakable—he would do whatever he needed to in order to protect their mate.

As would Connie, but an Ancient dragon with royal blood was a threat not to be overlooked. Very few understood Hudson had the power to wreak havoc and destruction if he so chose.

Messing with his mate would be a good way to see just what Hudson was capable of. And red dragons were the most aggressive out of all the dragons.

“Sweetheart, go to sleep and stop worrying about things you can’t change,” Hudson said. “Best we can do is take this one day at a time and deal with threats as they arise.”

Connie released a soft breath and then tried to do what Hudson said—shove everything out of his head and go to sleep. His lover was right about one thing, though.

They would indeed deal with any threats that arose because their mate was all that mattered.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE – KIT

KIT TOOK a shower, dried off, and changed into a cute red camisole and shorts night set. Grabbing his Kindle, he settled into bed. He was looking forward to tomorrow. It’d been a while since he’d either hung out at a pool or gone to one of the lakes around San DeLain.

Or hell, even gone to the beach.

He hadn’t realized how much he’d stepped back from life until that very moment. It hadn’t been intentional, but Don had never wanted to go anywhere or do anything.

When his ex had gone out, he hadn’t wanted Kit with him. Of course, now Kit knew why. Don had been involved with the hunters who were targeting the paranormal community in their city.

Now Kit was dating two of those aforementioned paranormals.

Wasn’t that a trip? Not only was he dating two of them, his therapist was a vampire, and a friend of his was… something. Kit wasn’t sure exactly what Austin was now that he was with Kage, but he was not human anymore.

I’m dating two paranormals. Kit played those words over in his mind again—he was dating two paranormals. Two dragons, actually. Dragons. Holy shit, he still couldn’t believe it, even though he’d seen Connie in his true form.

Kit wasn’t even going to address the fact that Connie didn’t consider hishumanform his true form. He couldn’t wrap his head around that. Wasn’t it odd, though? Kit had been obsessed with dragons as far back as he could remember.

A memory surfaced. As a small kid, he’d had this huge toy castle that came with a bunch of figures… and a big pink dragon. It was sheer luck the toy dragon was pink, but Kit had loved that thing dearly. He’d bathed with it and even slept with the thing.

One of the legs had broken off eventually, and Kit had cried hysterically until his mom found another castle set just so Kit could replace that pink dragon.

Yeah.

He’d grown up watching cartoons and reading books about dragons. It had come as no great surprise that the toy dragons he’d played with were never interested in the princesses.

Oh no, they’d wanted the prince. And Kit was always the prince!

Now he was grown, and the dragons he was playing with were real fire-breathing creatures of enormous size who treated him like the prince he’d always wanted to be.

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