LAYLA PUSHED THE DOOR open, knowing the house would be empty. Rhys and Farida were off, seeing another movie. They were probably French kissing in the back of the theater. Soon enough, the house would be truly empty. Rhys and his mate would return to Egypt to rule the gold dragons and Layla would be dragged from her home to live with the American dragons.
It made her heart clench until she shooed away the feeling. It was just a house, she told herself. It was just a structure of wood and carpeting. No one could take away the memories she’d had here. No one could take away her brother. Rhys would always answer if she called.
He was all she’d ever had, all either of them had. Their parents died when she was still young. That left Rhys to raise her. Sure, the family helped as much as they c
