Mated to the Dragon
Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief.
“My mate, what troubles you?”
His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.”
“We will not fail. This will work out.”
Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.”
“We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.
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