The Dragon's Fragile Bride: His to Possess
I balanced the cup carefully on a small wooden coaster, took a slow, steady breath to calm my fluttering lungs, and walked toward the connecting room.
The master study was vast, dark, and filled with suffocating heat.
Four giant braziers burned in each corner of the room, casting dancing orange shadows across towering walls lined with ancient battle axes, dragon-bone shields, and heavy leather-bound tomes. In the center of the room sat a massive table carved from a single slab of black obsidian rock.
Theron stood behind the table.