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his head.
    She blinked a few times before her brows came together. “Um, we are lying in a snow drift that’s…” Synda glanced around her, “…at least a few feet high and you, in your haste to kidnap me, ripped my jacket. I’m not just cold, I’m fucking freezing.”
    He rose to a sitting position and she raised her ass to keep from being dragged along on his legs. Kiril pulled his feet up under him in a low crouch. Leaning forward, he raised his hand. She flinched.
    He took a moment to think of the words he wanted to say in English. “I won’t hurt you. I can’t. I’m just trying to understand why you’re chilled.” He rubbed a palm down his face. “How can you carry the underlying scent of dragon and not be one?” he murmured to himself
    She snorted. “You thought you were taking a dragon? Dude, you should have done more homework. Trust me, you don’t want me. I can’t lay a single egg.”
    His head snapped up. “You’re familiar with us if you’re aware of how the females of our species give birth.”
    He drew her scent deep into his lungs, recognizing the smell of jasmine. “What the hell are you?” The words passed his lips drenched with his accent.
    Kiril combed his fingers through his hair at her mischievous smile. She wrapped her arms around her and rocked on her feet. Astonishment ripped through him as he watched her shiver. Securing her wellbeing was his responsibly as her protector. She’d nearly jumped out of her skin when he tried to touch her again. He huffed and flumes of smoke coiled from his nose. There was nothing to burn and no other way to warm her if she wouldn’t let him touch her. What the hell had the gracious fire goddess saddled him with? A dragon that wasn’t a dragon was more a hindrance than an asset. He shook his head.
    “Do you have a phone, slaa dast ?” Kirill inquired
    “Possibly. What are you calling me?”
    “An endearment, sweetness, nothing more. The phone?”
    “Well let’s see, I may have one but some dumb dragon decided to snatch me off the street so it’s very possible that anything I had on me may have dropped into the whatever.” Her voice rose as she spoke.
    “Are you always so pro teev a pa lawzh nee ? Umm, contrary.” He chuckled. “You should be afraid of me yet you sit here and argue with me.”
    She waved her hand around. “Please. I have dealt with male shifters most of my life and I have handled the biggest, baddest male dragon yet. So you, well, you’re just a little lizard compared to him.”
    Her words cut the tenuous tether he had on his beast. At her admission to dealing with other men he felt an urgent need to claim her. His animal snapped its jaws, anxious to be free. His body heated up, he could feel beads of sweat beginning to pepper his face as he became hotter than normal faster than usual. Steam rose around him and through the mist, he thought he saw the brief look of panic cross her face.
    Kirill moved to his knees and crawled closer to Synda. She scrambled back. He’d had no idea how cold she was until he looked at her though his dragon’s insight. Where her body should have been red she was blue almost to her core. His anger dissipated. First he needed to warm her then he needed to spank her.
    “Are you scared now?” His voice was guttural and he smiled to show her his sharp row of teeth.
    She lifted her chin. “Nope.” She raised her hands and held them a few inches apart. “Like I said why would I fear a wurm ?” She widened the space to the width of the crater his body had created. “When I have had to deal with a dragon like this?”
    The insult was too much. He pounced, covering her with his body as his momentum thrust her against the back wall with a hollow thud. She’d leveraged her legs between them and caught him in the gut with her feet driving him back. His legs hit the packed snow and ice cut into his knees as he slid back to the other end of the pit. He stared at her and noticed how her color was