Taming the Fire Dragon
Then, I leap off her neck and slowly walk toward her face where she can see me.
“I love you, Kenna. You are mine. Submit to me, my love.”
She cries the piteous cry that all dragons cry when they know they’ve lost their claiming battle.
I lay my arms over her snout. “I promise you, I will be the best rider and mate you could ever ask for. I love you with all my heart, Kenna. You are now and have always been, mine. Submit to me, my love, and let us begin our life together.”