The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving
Not tearing her gaze from Eryndor, Arianna muttered, "So that story was real. The war between the Lycans and the Ouroboros. Does that mean I have a dragon too? A physical one?"
Selene shook her head. "I cannot tell, for now."
Eryndor shifted closer to Arianna, stuck out its tongue, and brushed it across her face.
"Woah," Arianna chuckled.
"I think it likes you," Selene shrugged. "It recognizes our kind anywhere, and you, being a special one, it respects."
Eryndor bowed its head before Arianna, allowing her to touch it. "Hello, there," she greeted softly. It purred at the contact of her hand.
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