"Lucian!" Cass hissed, and Lucian shrugged like what he said hadn't been a big deal, but it was the way his eyes glittered that told a different story. Edgar coughed, clearly covering up a laugh and Cass lashed out.
He whipped his hand out, smacking both men on the pec. Edgar seemed the most shocked, while Lucian just grinned with satisfaction. That was when Cass remembered that bond partners, mates, whatever the fuck dragon's called their pairs, were allowed to physically discipline their dragons. In fact, it was encouraged. Cass narrowed his gaze at the dragon.
"I didn't say anything wrong, did I? It's been hours, Cass, since you last had a little…sweet treat." Edgar nearly choked. Fiona and Lady Ava had no fucking clue what was going on, and Cass?
He was as bright as a damn tomato.
