The last time I was with Zephyr, I woke up alone again. It’s not like I’m a heavy sleeper, but when the woman wants to slip away from me, she does.
I smelled the scent of magic when I walked into the penthouse that night. Magic and blood. Then, when she had been on the verge of falling apart, I needed to show her that she was mine …. that I didn’t care how damaged she thinks she is. I know from being around Tana and Avani that nothing is more important to a dragon than being accepted and claimed by their rider. I’m not technically her rider, but I am her mate, and so I did what I could do to show her that she’s mine, no matter what.
When I had stripped her down, I’d seen the burn marks, the bruises. I didn’t say anything to her, and I didn’t say anything to Avani when, the next day, we f
