“Take it,” the cheeky handsome man teases my dress. I’m sitting in a tree where the hound chased me. I’m in a single shirt and boiling with anger. There was just a little while left before the academy. “I’m not going to put on a striptease for you.” The rogue smirks and leaves, taking my dress with him. I’m almost sure he’s a dragon. And I hate them—they destroyed my family. But this dragon academy is the only safe place for me right now. Emotionally. Sensually.