Epilogue

Levi smiled at the sight of Cami on the dance floor. The happy bride was surrounded by female family and friends, set to do some sort of thing involving throwing flowers.

A strange tradition the humans had, weddings. Then again, they had no way of knowing for sure that the choice of mate they’d made was right or would even last. Not like dragons did. So perhaps sharing some kind of vow was an appropriate way to dedicate your life to one person when a bond of fire wasn’t possible.

Sad for them.

He still didn’t think it right that Cami continued to endanger her family by holding on to that relationship. But that was her problem. And Drake’s now.

The team’s, too, if they had to protect the humans. He pushed the thought aside. No use borrowing troubles when they had plenty to keep them busy. Today was about celebrating.

Rune should be here. And Aidan with Sera and Blake. And Titus.

Cami tossed the bundle of flowers into the air, and, faster than the humans could likely catch, Lyndi’s hand shot up in the air and snatched it. The group broke apart and she danced across the floor to where Drake stood beside Levi.

She flashed her brother that easy smile she gave to everyone but Levi and waved the flowers in his face. “Nervous?”

“That you’ll be the next to mate?” Drake lifted a single eyebrow.

“He’d have to be nuts,” Levi muttered darkly.

Drake snorted, but Lyndi’s reaction was more dangerous given the humans around to witness. Her eyes flared red. “Just because I’m sterile doesn’t make me worthless.”

“Which is not what I meant, and you know it.” She was always misunderstanding him. To hide her eyes until she could get herself under control, Levi quickly stepped into her and drew her into his arms for a dance, making sure to use his broad shoulders as a shield.

Thankfully, she didn’t yank away.

After a minute she huffed a breath. “Thanks.”

She was thanking him for something? He was waiting for her to blame him for stirring the flames in the first place.

Levi drew her closer, their combined heat mingling, and inhaled the smoky sweet scent of her hair. “I always seem to rub you up the wrong way,” he murmured, lulled by the slow music and the sway of their bodies. “Why is that?”

“Maybe I want you to rub me up the right way,” she quipped. And immediately jerked to a standstill as though she’d shocked herself with the words.

She’d sure as hell shocked him. Blood surged through him, making him hard and hot at the same time. Had she really just said that?

Not looking at him, Lyndi gave her head a shake, then dropped his hand and stepped back. “I don’t know why I said that.”

She was taking it back?

“Did you mean it?”

She jerked her head in a shake that told him enough. “That didn’t come out right.” Her laugh sounded forced. “Too much wine, I guess. Can you maybe just pretend I didn’t say that or…”

She trailed off, looking like a horse about to bolt. Then she turned and walked away without even a glance back.

Levi ground his teeth as she moved through the room, all grace and fire. And ice when it came to him. He would’ve said she was in a panic, except Lyndi didn’t panic. Ever. Plus her heartbeat had remained steady. Then again, as a dragon shifter, Lyndi could control that, knowing he’d be listening. But her dark eyes…they’d been wide and her pupils dilated. And there’d been a slight flush to her cheeks before she whirled around.

He frowned. The woman was confusing as fuck.

He’d always thought she just didn’t like him.

But if that was the case, what the hell just happened?

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