“Stop staring.” he growled out, making Zirri’s eyes shoot back to his face. She scowled back at him. “If you don’t want me to look then you should probably put some clothes on.” “You wouldn’t even be here to stare at me if you hadn’t jumped on me. What kind of spoiled b***h princess are you to ride a dragon without their permission.” he said angrily as he made a bag appear in front of him. It seemed to be streaming from his body in a black liquid haze. He opened the bag with an aggressive yank on the zipper and pulled out some clothes. Zirri watched him drop the bag once his clothes were securely in his hand. By the time the bag had hit the ground and she looked back at him he was standing before her fully clothed. She was amazed at the speed he was moving since she had seen nothing that had happened right before her very eyes.“I should break your little ass neck. What kind of princess are you?” he asked again. Zirri did not cower as most women probably do when his temper flared up. That only seemed to ignite his anger. “A Daeva Princess is who I was born to be but a beast hunter is what makes me get up everyday. I want you to be my dragon.” “Your dragon?! Are you out of your f*****g mind woman? I want nothing to do with you. Do you think you can tame me? well think again, I am not going to be tamed by the likes of you or anyone dammit.” The angry dragon man was ranting again. “I could give you anything you could ever need.” she prompted trying to tempt him again. “Are you deaf or f*****g dumb?” He growled out “I am not some damn pet. I will not be tamed by anyone especially not some f*****g princess who can’t seem to take a hint. I don’t need anything from you.” he sneered as he walked away from her. She quickly made her way around him to block his path again. “Why are you being so difficult?” “Why are you being so persistent.” “If I gave up on every beast that snarled at me I would have no beasts.” she said simply. By the look on his face he was suppressing one of those snarls right now. “I want you and that's all that matters to me. " Zirri Draven is a princess of the Daeva race but prefers spending all her time hunting various magical beasts. One day she finds the dragon of her dreams and plans to hunt, capture, and claim him for her own. Unfortunately he has other plans. Yakir Lyfew is the future leader of the Lyfew Clan one of the most powerful dragon clans in Detinu. Before he takes on his responsibility he keeps himself busy travelling Detinu. One day while enjoying a heavy storm, like Storm Dragons will do, he came across a pushy daeva princess who refused to leave him alone no matter how he tries to shake her. One thing for sure he would never be tamed by some daeva princess with personal space issues. What happens when the hunter does whatever it takes to get her prey? What happens when the hunter becomes the hunted?