TWELVE
ANNABEL
As angry as I was with the two alphas who’d mated me against my will, a very large part of me wanted nothing more than to turn around and run back to their protection as Verdandi led me further down the stone dragon’s throat, our only source of light a small flame hovering over her free palm. And it wasn’t entirely because of the two new bonds in my chest humming irritably at being separated from my mates, either.
“You are so fearful,” Verdandi said, her tone unconcerned. “You have no need to be. I’ve watched over you since you were a babe.”
“Like my own personal fairy godmother,” I muttered, suppressing a shudder at the thought of the Norn hanging upside down in her true form in my nursery.
“But your instincts to seek protection with the godlings is good,” she continue
