The alarm was turned off before it could vibrate again.
Just in time, thought the dragon lord, whose gaze returned to the human on the floor.
He could still hear the faint voices coming through the orb—someone was talking about area consolidations, another about the changes in data—but to the dragon lord, all of it sounded far away, muted, almost irrelevant.
His current concern was whether Riley would be able to take blood like that, and why, of all things, he felt the need to plop himself down on the cold marble floor.
With a body like that, he shouldn't even be thinking about sitting on har—
Lick.
It was the faintest contact.
So faint that Kael almost thought he imagined it.
But at that moment, a certain dragon's mind blanked out only for his brain to continue when the twig looked up.
—d floors.
Right. That was what he'd been thinking. Floors.
Except that wasn't what he was looking at now.
