Tigers are solitary creatures. We’re not pack animals like the wolves, and we don’t have the expansive brain capacity of the dragons, so being inside Zephyr’s mind is a completely new experience for me. It’s a bit overwhelming because I’ve never shared my mind space with someone, but the tiger in me loves the adoration that my dragon is feeling towards me.
There’s no pretense, no hiding her feelings. The woman loves me with every ounce of her being, and I’m man enough, feline enough, to want to bask in her devotion. And soon, I will. But for now, she needs me, and her mind is a fragile, almost childlike place at the moment. So, I will treat my ferocious dragon with kid gloves until she’s strong enough to tell me to back off.
I’m talking to Avani and Cedric, reassuring Cedric that Zephyr
