We stepped into a side office that looked like no one ever used it. His parents sat down at one end of the table, and we sat at the other.
“Care you explain yourself?” His mother said, staring daggers at us.
“She has nothing to explain,” Daemon said, cutting her off.
“She wasn’t talking to her,” Axel said, his eyes peering down at Daemon, “You let Devlin yell at your mother? Your Czarina?”
“He’s becoming harder to control,” Daemon admitted and I put my hand on his thigh.
“It’s probably my fault,” I admitted and Daemon immediately turned to me and pulled my face in his hands.
“It’s not your fault, don’t ever think that.” He put his forehead against mine and I leaned into him.
“What’s with this business of your parents binding your dragon?” Amanda asked, forcing us to turn back to t
