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As kisses went, it was at the top of the scale, his body moving seductively against mine to the point where I was considering how long it would take to engage in wild, sweaty bunny sex on the floor of the study. But there was something missing from the kiss, something that I’d taken for granted until it was gone, something that I hadn’t realized I would miss so much when it was denied to me.
    I couldn’t share his dragon fire. He could heat me up from the outside with it, as he was now, but it was the sharing of his fire that had bound us so intimately, the fire doing more than just giving me energy—it had woven itself into my being, an element that was part Drake, part me, one that was unique to us. Without it, I felt…unfinished.
    I kissed him with all the passion I had. He tasted as he always did—hot and spicy, like he’d been drinking dragon’s blood, a potent spiced wine that was favored by the dragons, and which could be fatal to mortals. Reluctantly, I pulled away from him, my heart aching for all that we’d lost. “Why did you have enough time to have a drink, but not to marry me?”
    “István had a flask with him,” Drake murmured against my neck, his lips branding a hot trail of fire over to the spot behind my ear that made my legs go weak. “The police gave it back to him when they released us, and we had a pull on it in the car on the way home.”
    I pulled back so I could look at him. “Police? You were arrested? Why?”
    The passion in his beautiful eyes faded to a hard glint that made me shiver…and not with excitement. “Chuan Ren.”
    “Goddamn it! She had you arrested?” I grabbed the lapels on Drake’s tuxedo, realized what I was doing, and smoothed out the wrinkles. “Why is she still doing this? I thought you took care of her silly legal wranglings when you went to Budapest last week.”
    “I stopped her attacks on the holdings of the sept members in Europe, yes. But somehow, she managed to manipulate a judge here and had warrants issued for the arrest of Pál, István, and myself on trumped-up charges of terrorism.”
    “Terrorism? You ? That bitch!” I stormed around the room, so frustrated I wanted to scream.
    Why be frustrated? If you use me, you can—
    “Shut up!” I bellowed as I stomped past the desk.
    Drake cocked an eyebrow but knew I wasn’t addressing him.
    “Sweetie, I know you’re doing everything you can, but you have to stop this war with the red dragons. If Chuan Ren has the sort of power to get you arrested on your wedding day, then who knows what else she can do! I’m sure those huli jing were sent by her today—they’re Chinese fox spirits, and I can’t think of anyone else I’ve pissed off enough lately to set demonic beings after me.”
    “You were on the street?” Drake asked, frowning.
    “Not for long. Nora was at the wedding—what was supposed to be the wedding—and I couldn’t let the opportunity to talk with her slip away, so I dragged her around to the back of the church, out of sight of the street. I don’t know how the huli jing found us, but that is really a moot point. We can’t continue to live our lives in perpetual fear that the red dragons are going to attack us at any moment! We’ve got to stop the war once and for all! We can’t let it go on as long as the last war you had with them—that was, what, thirty years or something?”
    “Forty-three.”
    I put my hands on my hips. “This last month has been hell, what with the assassination attempts, you having to fly out to Budapest every couple of days, and all the other crap Chuan Ren is throwing at us. It has to stop, Drake.”
    Drake sat on the edge of his desk, his eyes distraught. Immediately, I was filled with remorse for railing at him when he was doing his best to end the war between the septs.
    “Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry,” I said, rushing over to stand between his legs, wrapping my arms around him. “I know you’re doing everything you can, and I’m not