Byron
"His here, Byron. I think you should leave." Said one of the dragon at the door of the club. He was an old friend of Byron, and they had an affair that didn't last long, because they were not competable. It too competable
"I know, but I can't run from him anymore. The bond is broken. He can love or f**k whomever he wants. So will I" he passed the huge man, feeling his hot breath under his skin. He knew it was his fault that they broke up. He was not ready to be stable, and dragons were possessive, but not his dragon. He shook his thought, the smell of his mate, engulfing his mind, intoxicating him. He hated it.
The bond was broken. Dylan had made sure of it. Even though the man always claimed to not be gay, he visited the place quite a lot. Byron wanted to hate him, to have the
