4
Back at Simon’s expensive hideaway, Adam and Ruthven confronted their new enemy.
Adam narrowed his eyes at their unexpected companion. “Another pet of a Saint.”
The dragon shifter raised his head and smiled at them. “I prefer the title of ‘companion,’ and if you insist on insulting me-” he tossed his hat to one side and it landed neatly on the couch, “-I shall have to teach you some manners.”
Adam’s eyes flickered to Ruthven as he jerked his head toward the dragon. “I think this guy’s up your alley.”
Ruthven looked over the dragon’s clothes and scoffed. “It’s a sacrilege to wear such a fine suit when one is merely going to get it covered in blood.”
“I am quite accustomed to removing the bloodstains of my enemies from my clothing,” the dragon bragged.
A sly grin slipped onto Ru
