"Your dragon needs you," Drayce explained. "To get his mate, he needs you. Without you, he cannot do anything and he cannot take the risk of being rejected by his mate."
"I do not understand what you are talking about."
His pair of red eyes landed on the prince, looking at him as if he was dumb. "Have you ever considered that your aide possibly has feelings for you too?"
Arlan flinched. "Are you serious? That girl treats me just as she does everyone else." Then, his self-deprecating laughter faded as an unsavory memory resurfaced in his mind—the scene of Oriana massaging Cian's hand. "Have you seen how she treats your wife's brother? If she has feelings for anyone, it will probably be him…"
His admittance of jealousy caused Drayce to helplessly shake his head.
