Caden chuckled, looking out over New York City and all the lights. The sounds of life were carried on the wind to Caden’s ears. He squeezed Nero a little closer. ”Ich fürchte, ich bin nicht auf dem Markt, irgendjemanden oder irgendetwas zu besitzen oder über ihn zu herrschen,” he informed them.
Caden had inherited his family’s role to lead the dragons, but there were so few of them that Caden just let them be and live their lives. It was all he wanted for himself as well.
Avery looked at Kimiko after she got off the bike, ready to steady her if she needed it. Her words were kind, and he was glad to hear she trusted and felt safe with him.
”Always, little fox,” Avery said and brushed his fingers lightly along Kimiko’s cheeks. ”I know why you wore make-up tonight, but I just want you to know that you are stunning without it.”