I Like Big Dragons and I Cannot Lie (The I Like Big Dragons Series)

by Lani Lynn Vale

  She shook her head.

  “No,” she added. “But you’ll need to not go all gray in the face when you see the blood.”

  I hated that she was right.

  But I had a phobia of blood.

  My blood. Keifer’s blood. Anybody’s blood, and I was close to losing it.

  It was a deep urge inside of me that pushed at me anytime I saw it.

  It wasn’t so much as getting sick, as much as my body craved it.

  And not in the ‘I want to drink it’ kind of way. More like ‘I want to touch it’ kind of way.

  Which freaked me the fuck out, and explained the grayness to my face as I thought about how much I wanted to touch it.

  But Skylar didn’t know that…nor did Keifer.

  They just thought I had a phobia…a nice, normal phobia.

  Oh, how wrong they were.

  “I’ll be fine,” I hedged.

  And I was.

  All the way up until she removed the tracking device.

  The moment it was removed, my hand found Brooklyn’s unconsciously, and I willed the wound to seal.

  I hated seeing her in pain, even if she wasn’t actually ‘feeling’ it.

  And, before my eyes, it did heal.

  My hip, though, burned.

  And I hissed in response, jerking slightly and pulling my shirt up.

  Skylar had frozen at my inhalation, and she watched in awe as blood started to drip down my hip with a precise incision in the exact same spot as Brooklyn’s had been only moments before.

  Then, as if it was magic, the wound sealed…and the tattoo appeared.

  Not just on me, but on Brooklyn, too.