Falyn Pov
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It feels like my mind is pulled towards Arlo, my dragon, my essence, it’s all pulled towards Arlo. Every time he’s near me I can feel him, when he walks into a room I know he’s there, I can smell him and my dragon stirs. I touch him, and the tingles are electric through every part of me. I’ve known he was my mate from the moment he stepped through the kitchen door that night covered in burns and gasping in pain, his warm chocolate eyes lifted to mine, his curls sizzled from the heat of the fire and the pain of losing his family etched on his face as the tears rested their trails on his cheeks. I’ve known him as mine since the beginning but this…this was something else entirely. No matter what I feel for Arlo, I can’t pretend I don’t feel this w
