After Levi left, Dylan huffed going to the door angrily, but not before he glared at Byron, and Paul. His dragon, wanting out, to rip off Paul's head for even daring to touch what was his, his mate. He shook his head. Byron was no longer his, he had rejected him. His heart constricted at the thought. Those doe green eyes that were looking at him with so much sadness, getting to him, threatened to rip his heart apart. But he had to do it. He had no choice, it was either Byron got rejected or he died, but he knew his dragon wouldn't stand his mate dying so he had to compromise, even though now he thought death was a much more lenient punishment than what his mate was going through.
Victor was watching the whole encounter, as the first son, it was his responsibility to not be a disappointm
