A dragon shifter novel Chapter 75

A Dragon Sized Tantrum.

Evander tenses immediately. “Professor,” he warns, stepping instinctively in front of me, “careful. She doesn’t have full control of her

dragon right now. She’s all instinct and animal right now.”

Hill ignores him completely. The man apparently has nerves of steel. He steps closer, eyes sharp with curiosity and something danger

close to reverence. “You’re remarkable, Miss Rivers,” he says softly.

My dragon’s golden eyes narrow, nostrils flaring as she leans forward. Evander stiffens. “Professor,” he snaps, “back-”

But instead of lashing out, my dragon tilts her enormous head, curious. She inhales deeply, scenting him, and before anyone can react

her long, rough tongue drags up the side of his face in one slow, wet, decidedly affectionate lick.

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Evander chokes on a laugh. Hill freezes. I can feel my dragon’s amusement ripple through her chest, a rumbling sound that shakes the ground beneath us. The ever-composed Professor Cassian Hill looks utterly undone. His hair, already dishevelled, sticks up even worse now, and there’s a shining streak of dragon saliva glistening across his cheek. Evander doubles over laughing, clutching his ribs. “Guess

she likes you, Professor.”

Hill blinks once, twice, wipes his face with his sleeve, and manages to say with the straightest expression imaginable: “Good to know I’

in her good graces. I’d rather that than the alternative.”

My dragon’s rumbling laugh mirrors Evander’s now, the two sounds blending like rolling thunder and fire. And deep inside her, inside m

I can feel the first flicker of trust forming between us all.

My dragon preens under Evander’s hands, eyes half-lidded in lazy contentment, the golden shimmer of her scales catching the candlelig

like living fire. She purrs again when he strokes beneath her jaw, the sound deep enough to vibrate through my bones.

“Mr Drayke,” Professor Hill says, dragging his sleeve over his cheek one more time. “Now that you’ve both destroyed half of my classroo

I think it’s time to see if she can shift back, controlled this time.”

Evander turns his head toward him, lips quirking in that half-grin that always spells trouble. “But I’ve missed her.”

Hill exhales sharply, the sound somewhere between a sigh and a growl. “You’ll have a lifetime with her if we can train you both properly,

Mr Drayke. Now teach her how to shift before I have to requisition a new building.”

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Evander chuckles, stepping forward again. My dragon huffs approvingly and bends down so he can rest his hand against the side of her