Beauty and the Alpha Beast
I growl, arching a brow, “and hasn’t been since you, Atticus, were a man of barely one-hundred.”
“As such,” he says, waving my comment away, “the practice, and the ritual sacrifices of maidens from ancient Vaeloria and Hexeton that were common during those times, produced… strange offspring. Dragons, yes. There were very little differences between a dragon born to full-blooded dragon parents and those born to, let's say, a human mother. Maybe a slight weakness in the body, a delay in development or the emergence of their dragon forms–”
“Get to the point,” I insist.
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