Vladimir’s povEverything was finally clicking. All the whispers, the sneaking around, the strange looks, it all made sense now. They had been hiding something from me this whole time, and I had been blind to it.But now, I could feel it. Smell it. Every inch of me knew, especially the dragon inside me. The scent was strong, it was my blood. Flowing through her veins.My blood.I slowly raised my head and stared into my mother’s eyes. She was trying to act calm, but I saw right through it. The fear in her eyes, the way her lip twitched, the slight shift in her stance, she was nervous. Scared. And that told me everything I needed to know.“You are imagining things, darling,” she said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “What do you mean, your blood?”I stood up, facing her fully now. My hands clenched at my sides, so tight I could feel my nails pressing into my skin.“A binding ritual,” I said slowly, my voice low and cold. “You bonded me to her, didn’t you?”She froze.That
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