As we fly away from the Arena, I have time to think. Ish and Palila are quiet on my back. Cedric is a Lycan. He’s not an Alpha werewolf, as I thought. He’s werewolf royalty. And while I feel a bit excited that he identified me as his mate, I’m also angry. He judged me for not telling him that I was a dragon, for letting him believe that I was an Alpha werewolf when he did the exact same thing to me.
“Tana, whatever you’re thinking about, you need to stop. Your body is becoming increasingly hot and neither of us up here are dragons,” Ish says from my back.
I chuff at him, apologizing for losing myself in my thoughts.
“And I told you it’s uncomfortable when you do that,” he says.
As the day breaks, we stop to make camp. I can’t exactly fly into my penthouse in the light of day. When we s
