The Alpha of Dragons
morrow for I have not made
others, but Clarian
e," His older brother smiles, "In fact, you h
not please you I shall take her back with me." My master states
away. "And clean her up; even a
water and watch as dirt fades away and clean skin comes back. I am amazed. It has been some time since iv been clean. I like being clean, but sometimes the m
m. I was ne
up by my shirt, and I can't help but look to see who has done this to me. It's him.
this dog dis
hand fisted in my shirt whic
n her!" He then loo
I know he is not a brother.
nd clothes." The
my L
ooks back at my
watch as the thin
ing is thrown at me. I'm startled but pick it up. It's called soap. It's new and rare, and
I sniff it and find it has no smell, I like this o
at
hen back up. It's ju
women, trust me your bod
and bathe my body clean, scrubbing, I should please him in this way after all dogs are not often offered such things. I find a cloth that I assume is to dry off with and then I put on the clothes he has
am glued to the flames. He must notice. "Pet," He
I follow his comma
it
it. I begin to reach, and he grabs my hand "I
stance. I cock my head
" He unders
t touc
d then he stands, "Rest P
igh. I sit up quickly and bow my head; perhaps I di
hing wrong,
ke before everyone else just like the real dogs around the camp. I yawn and itch my arm, then my side. I don't think much of it until
The oldest asks, and I
ster kicks me, and I c
the one I named Brute beca
ks "Playing in the woods again, ho
t's the Br
and cuts the back of my vest top wide
I know it was pointed anger at me. My back must be eaten up with something for th
, eh I liked calling him Brute, but I guess I'l
my L
me a cl
that and put this on" But I really want mud. I l
be muddy?"
pect from a flea-bitten mutt, it's all she knows." He looks at
I keep this woman as my wif
keep my dog slave?
a dog; I want
turned to his older brother, "
he pet more than the woman!" His laughs booms
DaThoren asks crossin
e promise of breeding him rich beats that I guess