Chapter 154: Repressing only gets you so far
Cass was expecting to find a pouting Draken in his rooms when he returned to them. Maybe even a loud, shouting Draken.
Instead, he found the large dragon man asleep on one of his couches, his eyes closed, and his expression relaxed. He was holding onto one of Cass’ pillows placed on the couch, his head leaning back against the couch. He was too big to actually lie down on the couch, since it was a loveseat, but it was clear that he had made himself comfortable.
Cass didn’t even know what to say.
Draken stirred when the door closed behind them, and Cass was halfway to his desk to put the papers down. Cass heard Draken’s soft noise he made and he turned. Draken was sitting up, rubbing his eyes as he straightened up on the couch. Sam had tried to enter the room more, but Byron had grabbed him, preventing him from doing so.
Cass thought he was being a bit over dramatic until Draken set his gaze on Cass, and he realised that Draken was barely in human skin.
"Who is in my den?" He asked and Cass was startled. He slid his gaze to Byron, and Byron shook his head aggressively. Cass didn’t know what he warning him about, but Cass didn’t have time for this.
Cass sighed heavily, putting a hand on his hip as he looked over at Draken.
"This is my den. You fell asleep in my den. Not yours. What are you doing here?" Cass demanded and that seemed to be what Byron was warning him about. He shouldn’t provoke Draken while still sleepy.
A deep, rumbling growl filled the air and the hair on the back of Cass’ neck stood up. Sam went white, while Byron didn’t look too good either. Cass could tell he wanted to bolt, but he was staying behind. Probably for Cass. That was stupid. They were right near the door. They should leave.