“I’ll be heading to Louisville with Kimberley a bit later,” Brandon said as he sat on the couch in my office.
“That was fast,” I said, and he smiled.
“She’s dragonkin so that helps, and she feels what I feel, she’s eighteen and her father’s a warrior,” he said.
“I’m really happy for you,” I said as he leaned back and looked at me intently.
“What’s going on with you and your half?” he asked me.
“What do you mean?” I asked him.
“Please Lucas, you’d have to be a moron to miss the tension between you two,” he said.
“It’s complicated,” I said to him.
“Not really man, you two are bonded, sort out whatever the problem is,” he said.
“Did Kimberley tell you her story?” I asked him, changing the subject.
“She did, they grabbed her in the parking lot of a mall, but she wasn’t harm
