Breed Me, Alpha King
The questions multiplied faster than she could handle them.
Desperate to steer the conversation away from such painful memories—and her own spiraling fears—she asked, “Do all spirit guides have names? Like the ones you mentioned before?”
The question seemed to pull Magnus back from the edge of his dark thoughts. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as his hand moved to the dragon mark on his chest. “Yes,” he said, his voice warming in a way that made her heart skip. “Mine is Kaito.”
As if on cue, Cathy felt a flutter of movement inside her. A wave of warmth washed through her body, so distinct from the usual kicks and rolls that she gasped. It felt… familiar somehow.