““Maybe I’d better start at the beginning…” “You’re gonna want to sit down,” Jim told the dragon. “Once she gets going, it’s hard to stop her.” “Silence, demonic one,” I said, smiling at Bastiano. If I thought he looked surprised at the news that we weren’t there to banish him, he was downright flabbergasted by the time I was done relating the pertinent events of the last few months. “You were the mate of the green wyvern—I am glad to know that Drake still has charge of the sept—but now you are Fiat’s mate?” he asked. “In name only. Fiat tricked us into that situation. He’s…well, you know what he is.” Bastiano nodded. “Cruel,” he said. “Bastard,” Jim said with a sniff. “Evil to the core,” said Rene. “Looks like a porn star,” added Uncle Damian. “Don’t trust men who look like they make their livings with their dicks.” A slight flush rose on Bastiano’s cheeks. “Present company excluded, naturally,” I told him, shooting my uncle a glance.””
