Seed of the Dragon: A Paranormal Dragon Shifter Romance by Serena Rose Page A

chanted.
    “You’re such a bad influence on your son,” Shawn remarked.
    I gave him a death glare. Shawn laughed. Finally, the car door lock clicked and Shawn was able to open it. He then unlocked the doors from the inside and motioned for us to get into the car. I got into the back with Michael, not wanting to sit in the front passenger seat without him. Shawn then leaned way back and began to hotwire the car.
    “Quite knowledgeable in this, I see,” I commented.
    “Have to be in my line of work,” he replied.
    “You never told me what you do,” I said only just realizing this.
    “I’m an assassin,” Shawn said.
    I burst out in laughter, tears building up in my eyes from it.
    “What’s so funny?” Shawn asked.
    “You, you are so funny,” I laughed, “there’s no way you-“
    Shawn looked at me seriously, his golden eyes burning into my retinas.
    “You-“ I said.
    “Yes?” Shawn answered.
    “Nothing…” I trailed off.
    He wasn’t lying, I could tell. Shawn was a man who killed for a living. The truth started sinking in. I thought about his claws when he partially shifted. I wondered how many throats they’ve cut through, how many necks he’s broken. I should consider him dangerous then, but it didn’t feel like that. It just felt like Shawn. Felt like the man I fell in love with five years ago.
    I fell in love with him? I guess that is true, but I really didn’t want to admit it for all these years, and now that he’s turned up and shoved his way into my life like this I… I’m not sure how I feel at all. I feel at ease with him, my gut says that he has no ulterior motives, and Auntie said to listen to my gut. I felt like I could believe in him, maybe not trust, but believe enough that I would run away to Dublin with him for the safety of my child.
    “Aha!” Shawn exclaimed as the engine roared to life.
    “Took long enough,” I complained.
    Shawn pouted as he looked back at me. “I’m trying my best, alright?” he said.
    “Well get good,” I laughed.
    Shawn put the car into drive and began to back out of the driveway. As we drove I felt that horrible feeling in my stomach start to wane.
    “I think we’re getting farther from whatever was giving me that feeling,” I said.
    “That’s good,” Shawn replied.
    It was starting to get dark and I could tell Michael was beginning to nod off. I put my arm around his shoulder and leaned him onto my side.
    “It’s okay to sleep,” I said.
    Michael simply nodded and nuzzled into me. I smiled softly and began to pet his hair gently, lulling him to sleep. It was starting to get dark outside and I couldn’t help but feel that gut wrenching worry again.
    “I don’t think we’re safe yet,” I whispered, hoping that Shawn would hear me.
    “I know,” he replied, “We’ll keep going as far as we can in the car, but I don’t know how long I’ll be able to stay awake, the drive is about eight hours.”
    “We can switch at some point,” I said.
    “You won’t know the way,” Shawn commented.
    “That’s true,” I agreed.
    “You can sleep,” Shawn said. “It’s getting late.”
    I considered it for a moment.
    “Wake me if anything changes,” I said.
    Shawn nodded.
    I began to get comfortable in the back seat, trying not to jostle Michael around too much. I leaned my head against the window, using my arm as a pillow against it. I sighed and closed my eyes. This situation was turning out worse and worse as each day went by. First my career is gone because of my agent, then my place at Auntie’s is gone because of a newfound Shawn in my life. He had yet to prove himself trustworthy but I couldn’t write off the feelings I was having in my gut about the danger that was coming close to us. If anything, I could tell that Shawn meant us no harm, if he had, then it would have been done already.
    Shawn could have easily kidnapped Michael from me. He had the chance to do so while I was asleep last night, but he didn’t. That told me