Fated to the King of Dragons (book 3 of the APOD SERIES)
he grinned.
Micheal leaned in further, “bets on what?” he whispered lowly.
“The human.”
Micheal blinked blankly at the god, unable to replay what was uttered to him. He shook his head, still frozen, watching as Peanut got up, leaving the table.
“A human…his mate? His mate is human,” he mumbled to himself, his eyes snapping to the drunken god who had already swayed towards the tent opening. Placing a sachet of gold coins on the table he wandered after the drunken god, catching him in the shadows, grinning and waving drunkenly to a troop that jogged past into the night.
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