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You’re right. You don’t even care about yourself.”
    “Like I said, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
    “What makes you think you hurt me?” She did her best to sound normal, but something told her she failed miserably.
    “The fact that you’re on your bed crying into your pillow might have something to do with it.”
    “Stop acting like you give a damn and leave me alone. Didn’t I say I’d be out of your hair tomorrow? Go ahead, kill yourself, goodness knows it’s apparently so much easier than facing life head on.” She wiped the tears from her face, rolled over and sat up. Staring him straight in the eyes, she gave him the best smile she could muster.
    “You said there was a possibility that I could be a mate to more than one dragon and since, I’m obviously not your mate, it’s only a matter of time before I find a man, dragon or human who will treat me the way I deserve.” Standing, she made her way to the closet and opened the door.
    “Don’t worry, Mister d’Argent. I’ll be out of your life tomorrow. Go ahead with your plans. Just don’t expect me to waste another tear on your sorry ass.”
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Luc’s stomach clenched at her words. It had taken him long enough, but he’d finally come to realize that he wanted Iris Flowers enough to risk kissing her and finding out that she was his mate.
    Four days, it had taken him to realize that his death meant nothing to anyone, except him—and possibly Iris. Why, now that he thought he’d found his mate, would he choose to continue on with the plans to enter the forever sleep?
    Why would he choose to leave such a beautiful woman before he found out whether or not she could be his? His chest ached, though he didn’t know why. It couldn’t be heartburn, he’d had little to eat. He’d been so preoccupied with avoiding Iris that he hadn’t bothered to eat more than a few slices of toast before she’d entered the room and he left to see to his businesses.
    The last four days had been the most difficult of his life. He constantly fought his dragon. The beast struggled against his control. It wanted to shift, to grab Iris and carry her away. That alone should have told him something days ago.
    It’s already too late to carry out your plans. The low growling voice of his dragon didn’t tell him anything he didn’t already know. She’s already imbedded in your heart, our heart. Stop fighting it.
    Generally, the dragon didn’t speak to him. It felt too much like mental illness to them both. However, in times of great need, the beast made himself known. We merged our spirits all those years ago when we both were dying. We had a deal, Good One, you and I. When will you hold up your half?
    Luc closed his eyes. He never should have made the deal. He should have died all those years ago and let the silver dragon die with him. Instead, they had merged and become one. He’d lived the life of the silver dragon ever since. Taking on the dragon’s lands and power, his money and family—his enemies and sorrow. It had been too much.
    Finally, when he managed to convince the dragon to agree to the forever sleep, Iris Flowers came along with her sweet scent and caring ways. She gave the dragon a reason to hold on still longer. It wanted its mate and it made Luc want her too.
    “I don’t want you out of my life.” He closed his eyes at the words he knew she longed to hear. “I think you might be my mate.”
    “You think?” She spun around, her eyes flashing as she glared at him. “Isn’t that what I’ve been saying for the last four days?” She swung her arm in an arc. “But you wouldn’t hear it. You wouldn’t have anything to do with me. So now, I don’t want to have anything to do with you. You aren’t good enough for me. I can’t live my life wondering when or if you’ll change your mind and decide to toss me aside as you’ve so easily done today.”
    Heart in his throat, Luc stared at her mouth agape. He wanted her more