Vikter fought the anger riding his veins. He’d wanted to destroy Drayken. His own family. Even though Drayken told him he hadn’t been looking to harm Becca, Vikter’s dragon didn’t give a fuck. He needed to be dead. If Vikter hadn’t gotten caught up in the tree branches, he’d have killed his cousin.“You don’t need to thank me,” he said, watching her in the reflection of the window glass.“Yes, I do. You saved my life,” she said, glancing at her hands and then at his shoulders. “No one has ever done something like that before.”“Been abducted by a lot of dragons in the past, have you?”She jerked her gaze to his head and glared.“No. You know, you’re a real asshole,” she said. “I let go of all the crap you said and try to show appreciation, and you’re still being a jerk.”He turned to face her. Her eyes widened, her gaze clashing with his.“I’m a jerk?”She nodded, taking a step to the side.“Yes. You are. I’m a pretty laid-back person, but you’ve managed to piss me off at every turn s
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