The Fate of Her Dragon
“The melody seemed familiar, almost haunting, but it was the way the man’s voice ignited all her senses, waking up every nerve with gentle kisses of sound that made her sigh and stretch like a kitten in the sunshine. She had a few minutes of blessed serenity before the glaring light of reality came rushing back. Jerking upright, the young witch shook her head and squinted against the rising sun. The last thing she remembered was talking to the man that had nearly driven her crazy for the last few weeks before her world had faded to black.
I can’t believe I fainted.
I never faint. Must’ve been from the lack of sleep, or… “Did you say you think I’m your mate?” She demanded, immediately irritated when her question was met with male chuckling.
“I did.”
“Well, you’re wrong. I mean, you have to be wrong. It just isn’t possible. And if you are making it up just so I’ll help you out of whatever the Dorcha has done to you then let me make it clear that I was going to help you anyway.
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