My ears were ringing, and I felt like I was going to pass out. I’m a dragon borne? And he’s my mate?
No.
Dragons are extinct. But they’re not? He was a dragon. Did I just imagine this all?
“Elle?” I heard Daemon calling my name, and I opened my eyes to look at him.
“Are you okay?” He asked and I sat there, still stunned.
“Let me explain,” He said before clearing his throat, “I know you’re confused, but you are a dragon. You’re my mate, which is why I know you’re a dragon. I can sense it in you, but from what I can tell, someone bound your dragon. In our culture, you get your dragon on your 15th birthday.”
“How do you know I’m you’re my mate?” I asked, ignoring him telling me I’m a dragon. He continued to hold me as he explained.
“I knew the second I met you. My dragon told me, and
