Guardian Dragon
A split second later, Cyran was loosening the straps on my ankles and then my wrists.
Once I was free, Cyran wrapped an arm behind my shoulders and helped me sit up. His eyes were once again blue, but I knew that I hadn’t imagined them being purple. Whether I wanted to believe in something so peculiar or not, I knew now that he had spoken the truth.
Dragons were real and he was one of them. When he unexpectedly crashed his mouth over mine, I was too stupefied to move. His arms came around me in a tight hug, which caused the pain in my shoulders to increase.