Irina
I let out a frustrated growl as I watched Erik’s dragon fade into the distance. The triplets walked slowly towards me.
“He’s right, pulchra,” Rurik said.
I shot him a look that promised pain.
“If I try for my mate, so can you,” said Roman, his face serious.
Well, I didn’t have anything to say to that. My anger and frustration at Erik were still strong. I grabbed my phone, still unsure exactly what I was going to do.
“Let me guess, you need the plane again.” Zee’s amused voice came over the speaker.
I grunted.
“So verbose, pulchra. It’s still on the tarmac, the bar is restocked. Keep it for a while.” He hung up.
The drive back to the air strip was silent. We stopped at a drive through to order enough food to feed a small army. But I couldn’t eat. My leaden stomach seemed
