Crown Of Hearts
Chapter 37: love expert

Chapter 37: love expert

"Who’s the new guy?" A playful and cheeky voice sounded from behind them and both Eamon and Tia turned to look at the young man that was approaching them.

"That’s Eros, Ezekiel’s annoying nephew." Tia whispered and Eamon smiled as he looked at the black haired and brown eyed man that was dressed like most dragon males.

His lean yet mascular torso was freely on display.

"Hey, I heard that!" Eros shrieked, his voice a little dramatic.

"Don’t listen to her. I am Eros and as the name suggests, I am a love expert." He grinned as he made a low bow before Eamon.

Eamon chuckled nervously. He didn’t need a love expert... Wait, did he?

"Nice to meet you Eros." He greeted the dragon that didn’t appear bothered by the fact that he was a human.

"What’s your name, handsome?" Eros asked as he casually swung an arm around Eamon’s shoulder.

The tips of Eamon’s ears burned as he looked at the dragon that was all touchy feely with him.

Tia shook her head in amusement.

"Enough with the touching and limited distance. He is already taken." She told Eros who glared at her and returned his attention to Eamon.

"Is that true, handsome?" He asked and Eamon blinked, his cheeks flashing.

It was weird yet fluttering to be called handsome. He had a name for goodness sake!

"Eamon. Kindly call me Eamon and yes, I am Valerion’s mate." He replied and Eros reluctantly left him alone.

"Too bad. You are a good looking one. The only reason I am leaving you is because I still want my head on my body and not taken by my jealous uncle." Eros explained, clearly displeased that he didn’t have a new catch.

"I think it’s already too late for that. You are a dead man, dear Eros." Tia smirked and Eamon was confused while Eros’ eyes widened as the realization sank in.

He had left his scent on Eamon during their brief sideways hug.

"I think I can run pretty fast. Just warn me once you see Valerion close by..." Eros whispered.

"Why could you be running for him?" Eamon asked, truly lost.

"My scent is on you." Eros replied and Eamon was completely thrown off track.

"Your scent?" He asked, his brows furrowing into a faint frown.

"Dragons have an excellent sense of smell and can detect the slightest change in scent.

A minute ago, you only had your scent and Valerion’s and now my scent is on you! That possessive dragon is surely going to kill me." Eros sobbed with no real tears leaving his eyes.

"Is he actually going to kill you?" Eamon asked, suddenly worried for the man.

"Well no...not exactly but he will surely beat me to a pulp if he sees me here with you. Its a dragon thing. Smelling another scent on their mate makes them feel threatened and their beast part will ensure the treat is eliminated. I am the threat in this scenario!!!" Eros groaned and Tia rolled her eyes.

"Oh, stop being a drama king. You are scaring Eamon." She scolded lightly.

Eros ignored her and made puppy dog eyes at Eamon.

"Ask him not to hit me. You are his mate, he will surely listen to you. I don’t want this nice face of mine to get bruised." Eros pleaded innocently.

"I will." Eamon assured seriously.

"You are officially my friend, Eamon." Eros grinned as he spread out his arms to hug Eamon.

"You really want to get beaten up, don’t you?" Tia asked and Eros froze.

He was just used to hugging his friends that were not mated yet but this man was and he had to keep his distance.

"Oh, sorry about that." He smiled faintly.

"It’s okay." Eamon consoled as he returned the smile.

"No, it’s not!" A deep and very irritated voice was heard and everyone turned to look at Valerion who was approaching them with quick steps.

Eros paled once he noticed the dark glare that was directed at him while Eamon was surprised to see Valerion back so soon.

Tia hide a smirk as she waited for the drama to unfold.

"You touched my mate!" Valerion’s angry voice thundered within the room as he dashed past Eamon to beat up his nephew.

"And it was not intentional. I didn’t know he was yours." Eros replied as he took measured steps back.

"I am going to beat you bloody." Valerion assured as he clenched his palms into fists.

Eros shivered slightly as he prepared himself for the beating. He was strong but not stronger than Valerion.

There was little he could do to defend himself.

Eros’ eyes darted towards Eamon who was still a little shocked at the scene that was unfolding.

"Valerion, don’t hit him." Eamon jumped into action, his hand landing on Valerion’s forearm.

That seemed to calm down the angry dragon who gazed at Eamon for a while before he glanced at Eros, his eyes reflecting a restrained calmness.

"You are one lucky man Eros but should you touch my mate again, you know what I will do to you." Valerion warned, his voice deep and low.

Before anyone could say a thing, Valerion grabbed Eamon’s hand and led him away.

His grip on Eamon was tighter than usual and his steps were fast as he dragged him.

Eamon winced slightly when his back hit a wall a little too hard.

His eyes met Valerion’s that were still fuming with rage.

"I let you out of my sight for just a few minutes and you are already letting someone else touch you!" Valerion hissed, his arms coming to Eamon’s sides and pinning him to the wall.

The distance between their bodies was small and Eamon swallowed as he searched his mind for words that could help him calm the angry dragon that was hovering over him.

"I didn’t let him touch me." He whispered the truth and Valerion blew out a frustrated breath.

"But he did and now his scent is on you. Do you have any idea how that is affecting me?" Valerion asked and Eamon bit down on his lower lip.

Why did he feel like he was being scolded?

"No." He answered as he lowered his gaze, wishing to be anywhere else at the moment and not under this dragon’s scrutinizing gaze.

"It’s driving me mad. We are not mated yet and you are human. Could leave me for him, Eamon?" Valerion asked, his eyes a delicate mixture of vulnerability, pain and anger.

Eamon held his breath.