Page 105 of Driven By Dragonblood
“Patrick Macaire?”
I stepped away, motioning the blond man inside.
“Sorry for the intrusion,” he said, stepping past me and peering deeper into the house. “Your neighbor called about a disturbance, along with another call from whom I assume is your ex?”
“Yes.” I led him toward the living room, wanting to get this over with.
Jaxon and Primrose sat side by side on the couch, gazes flicking from me to the man stepping into the room behind me.
Dragonblood.
Brow furrowed, I struggled to make sense of what Primrose whispered through the bond and how it roused the quiet darkness inside me.
My beast growled with clear intent as the cop introduced himself—Officer Ayling.
His explanation of why they were making a house call went in one ear and out the other as I attempted to sync my humanity with the beast inside me, allowing his instincts to make sense in my brain. Fucker was quiet, merely simmering, heating my blood like lava.
“Nothing wrong with a little kink,” Jaxon said with a flirty tone that caught my attention. I glared at him, a rumble growing in my chest. “Especially when all three are consenting adults.”
Officer Ayling fought a smirk, blind to the danger at his elbow as his gaze ate my beta the fuck up.
My cocky boy preened—until the officer turned his focus on our female. Jaxon’s eyes narrowed, eyes filling with blue-green fire.
Both of our dragons hissed.
“Can I see your IDs?” Officer Ayling asked, still clueless as he stood between two predators who wouldn’t think twice about tearing his head from his body.
As one, my mates lifted what they had in their hands, not tightly clasped between them.
He took Jaxon’s, checked the date of birth, and immediately handed it back, fingers brushing over my beta’s.
“They’re both legal.” I struggled to keep from growling as the cop checked Primrose’s ID, lucky for him, without touching her skin. “They’re alsomine.”
Arousal burst through the bond at my verbal claiming.
Jaxon snickered, leaning back enough to adjust his bulge. He smirked up at the officer. “There’s just something about a man in uniform…”
I hissed.
Little cocksucker winked at me and proceeded to lick over his bottom lip while holding my gaze.
I’ll suck your cock any day of the week.Always hungry for your spunk, alpha, he assured me.
I hoped the brat realized he was in for it.
Jaxon choked on a groan, and the cop cleared his throat.
“Your ex is beyond drunk and claims to be tired of giving you second chances,” Officer Ayling told me, his gaze flitting over my blatantly sexual beta and flushed female before turning to face me. “If her being upset over yourlegalpartners taking her place continues, might I suggest a restraining order?”
Dragonblood,Primrose whispered again.
And I got it.
The inky ugliness of my jealousy and possessiveness slid from my mind, and I peered into the officer’s brilliant blue eyes, straining to hear or see for myself what Primrose did. “Do you know a young woman named Emelia?” I asked thecop, wishing my royal blood had gifted me such insight as it had my female.
His brow furrowed for a moment, but he shook his head. “Should I?”
I considered explaining, but my gut instinct urged me to keep my silence—for now. Finally recognizing and trusting my inner beast’s leading, I shrugged a shoulder and motioned toward the front door. “Never mind. You’ll be removing Jessie from my property?”
