As I slam the bedroom door behind me I push my back against it as I try to catch my breath and stop the blood rushing to my cheeks. None of this makes sense to me. the situation has already gone so out of control, and I can't seem to grasp my sanity. I know he is a monster; I have seen it. I can't understand for the life of me why my body seems to act this way around.It's true I'm not a child. I understand what it means to be turned on. At the tender age of twenty-four I should have already gone through what I know so many my age have done several times. Yet here I am in some cabin in the woods, with a man I barely know, and at the first sign of intimacy, I run. Coward. I feel like such a coward. Would it really be so bad if I had of closed the distance and let his lips touch mine?The way he was looking at me, I was already feeling the need to feel his lips. I wanted that kiss badly, but my stupid brain just had to join in and ruin the moment. I still have so many questions. Why do

Damn it. It looks like this time I have really poked the beast. I was hurt when he wouldn't even answer the simple question to why he hasn't shifted in so long. I was honestly curious. I never figured that there could be something wrong with his dragon. When I felt his body jerk on the couch I was knocked to the floor. I looked at him in confusion thinking that he accidentally knocked me off. What I ended up seeing made me really hope instead that it was an accident. As his nails grew into long sharp claws I found myself scrambling to get away from him. My heart hammered in my chest as I ran to the wall on the opposite side of the cabin to escape him. He growled so loud that I could feel my bones shake. Before I could react once more his anguished cry reached my ears. "GET OUT" he screamed.For the life of me I can't understand what force would not let me leave him in this state. Everything in me screamed for me to run and save myself. As I watched him struggle patches of his choco

I slam the door with a loud CRACK that reverberates through the cabin and sprint behind Maximus. I hunch down waiting for the giant man to make his entrance. "Come on Maximus. Now would be a wonderful time for you to unfreeze" I scream at him only for it to go unanswered. The front door flies open, and the hulking man fills the entire doorway. As enormous as he is there is no way he isn't a dragon I think as he ducks under the door frame."Who the fuck are you?" He shouts. Keeping my eyes averted I stare at the floor as tears fill my eyes and I plead with him. "I don't want any trouble buddy. You can just go back to wherever you came from" I shout as I cower. "ANSWER ME!" he demands. The air in the cabin suddenly grows thick and an invisible weight bares down on me as the words leave my lips unbidden. "Emily, my name is Emily" I cry. I feel as if the oxygen has been ripped from the room as the words are torn from my chest. I'm suddenly suffocating under the invisible strain and b

I look at his still body and wish that he would wake up already. I feel as if he has been gone forever. I trail the tips of my fingers along his strong muscular arm. When I tune back into the room I hear the big guy talking about a distraction and my ears perk up.I watch him as he takes a cell out of a drawer in the room and starts to use it. He still wears Maximus black robe. The fabric stretches over his heavy frame. Even though I can see every crease of the fabric from his large muscles, the sight does nothing for me. Sure I find him handsome. His five o'clock shady looks like gold dusted on his face. His long hair lies in a ponytail at the nape of his neck. It is the most interesting shade of blonde I have ever scene.I could have sworn that when I looked outside it shined gold when he shifted around. I honestly thought that it was a trick of the light. I snap my head to the right toward the door of the room when I sense movement. It's just the other man who is human moving towar

This isn't right. It isn't right. This is no place to give birth to my young. The pain from them coming causes me to roar. I inhale air as I try to breathe through the pain. My talons slip out and I claw the surface of the bed hating the chemical stench of the sheets. My young cannot be born here. They will not be safe. If I have them here I will not be able to protect them.I want to sag in relief as the pain subsides. Looking around the room I can see my mate as he stands there. I want him to help me but know that I cant. This is something that I have to do on my own. A whimper leaves my lips at the thought, but I have no choice. Making my gaze leave his I look to the nearest exit to find it blocked. Searching the room the window is clear. Rushing to it I use my claws to break the glass. Many shouts spring up behind me but I pay them no mind. I do not have much time. I feel as hand grab my arm and the tingles that spread let me know that it is my mate. Knowing that he is trying to s