Free A Dragon Revealed by Dahlia Rose Page B

“Let me get changed and we can go.”
    The clothes she’d taken to Paladin had run out a few days ago, and she was down to her last pair of panties. Being in heat had the side effect of getting wet with each hot flash of arousal that coursed through her body. If she could only call it wet that would be easy, soaked panties was an entirely different scenario. She went into her small bedroom. Bior was right, after being in Paladin only a short time and walking around her mother’s home that was now hers, she felt claustrophobic in her own space. Michelle got into the shower and turned it to cool. The cool water helped with her symptoms. The remedy Valencia’s healer had given her only worked for a short time. Washing quickly she got out, dried off, and began to get dressed.
    “Even over your soap I can scent you, you’re getting into the height of your heat,” Bior called out and she heard him easily through the thin walls.
    “I thought we decided that no one would say anything about my personal business anymore,” Michelle called back.
    “As a dragon one can’t help but notice,” he answered. “The scent is intoxicating to us males.”
    Michelle was hopping around pulling on her shoe and she looked around the door with a smile. “Is that an offer I hear?”
    Bior sighed. “Ah, if only, but you belong to another. Besides, I’m too young to be mated, home and hearth, just the thought gives me hives.”
    Michelle stepped outside. “Then what was with all the flirting and little winks, the offer to go flying by the waterfalls, all of it?”
    “I was having fun poking a very grumpy bear,” he laughed. “Mursi may think it’s not obvious but we can all see you circling each other. It’s only a matter of time before you collide.”
    Michelle pointed at him. “All of you suck, especially you, Bior, for leading me on.”
    He grinned and teased, “Yes, you seem very upset.”
    “We wouldn’t have worked out anyway, you’re way too pretty, I don’t want to fight for my mate’s attention,” Michelle said diplomatically.
    “Please, I’m as manly as they come,” Bior scoffed. “Are you ready to go?”
    Michelle grabbed the keys to her old car out of a dish next to the table. “Let’s go. I’ll drive.”
    “Good, since I don’t,” Bior said and opened the door for her. “I have no use for big metal things with engines.”
    “Look at you being old world classy. I bet you ride a mean horse,” Michelle teased and stepped outside. “Teaching you to drive would be a hoot.”
    “It will never happen.” He fell into step beside her on the small dock and then onto the mossy ground of the Everglades.
    She laughed as they walked to her car. It was a little ways off because there was technically no road to where she moored the houseboat and built the small dock. They walked to a tiny gravel road that lead to nowhere, and that was where she left her old dusty blue Ford Bronco. She saw the look on Bior’s face and chuckled to herself. He was a snob because he looked at her vehicle in disdain. He was probably accustomed to a chauffeured Mercedes as a way to get around. She didn’t have the luxury of Paladin money or resources, so she had to stick with what she could afford. Besides, she kept the inside spotless and settled into her comfortable car happily while even though he pushed his seat back all the way, Bior’s knees nearly touched the dashboard. She pulled out from the gravel-covered road and took the interstate heading toward Miami.
    Michelle casually explained to Bior the set-up as she drove. “My group is staying in a converted factory, it’s one of the various safe houses my mom set up. She’d been around for generations on this world and acquired property when they were worth nothing. She built them to suit her purposes for the humans that we trained to fight for.”
    “Good plan,” Bior murmured. “These properties have to be worth a pretty penny. You could sell one or two and be set