I wrapped my arms around Kiema. For the first time in almost two weeks I felt my insides unclench. Even my animals were calm. She was safe in my arms.
One problem down, one huge ass dragon to go.
"Are you going to change back?" I asked Saint.
He shook his mammoth head. "I'm not sure how to do that. And Ten is being a bit of b***h. He says that until you unhand his Mate, he's not helping us do anything."
A low snarl rose up my throat.
Kiema rubbed her hand over my abs. "It's fine, Ransom. Think of Tenny as a foreign exchange student. He's ancient and from Earth. He's not really up on today's norms. Especially this group's." She chuckled the last bit, a twinkle in her eyes as she looked up at me.
"How does Earth have dragons?"
Saint launched into the history of Ten. The long, bor
