His blood had fire running through it with the amount of rage he was feeling. None of it directed at Iris. He felt his rage soften at the mere thought of her.
“How is she?”
“Doubtful, questioning and feisty as hell.” He answered Bo’s question with a smile as they entered the vehicle from the basement parking garage. “She thinks I used magic and illusions straight out of Vegas to trick her about being a dragon.”
“If your mother was Mei Parker, would you trust anyone?” Bo snorted. “Miss Parker is strong to have survived the atrocities this woman has committed. I would love for us to be able to give her a taste of what she’s done to her daughter.” He gave Jay a sideways glance, “your bride made a wonderful impression on the elders. Your great-uncle had a great chuckle over her comment abou
