“Theo,” Melody said in a warning tone. “If you can’t modify your behaviour for the sake of your mate and your young, I’ll have Philippa order you taken away until they’re born.” The old dragon glared at her. “No stress,” she reminded him. “Which means keeping your glares, your opinions, your roars, and your shouts to yourself. You’re acting like a child, and I expected more from my mate’s father.”
