The Awakening of His Luna
My loving and over-overprotective husband didn’t want me climbing stairs or even walking much when I was only a couple of weeks—or hopefully days—to poop our little dragons up.
“What does Mallory mean by breeding her? Is it some kind of artificial insemination? Did they inject their things into her?” I asked, cringing a little, imagining all the tortuous treatments she went through.
Marion’s gaze went down and she sighed, her eyes a bit glossy and her lips closed in a thin line, “No. Dragons can only conceive at rather warm body temperatures, which no one was ever able to reproduce artificially, we tried many times when I was trying to get pregnant a few years ago. But it is not possible,” s
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